Souless' Empty Pit

Unseen Eyes

I come to softly upon the night breeze, and gaze upon you with unseen eyes.
I watch over you and protect you as you sleep.
The soft whisper you hear upon the night breeze is me softly calling out to you.
The touch you feel upon your skin that rouses you from your sleep if my touch.
The presence you feel in the room with you is my spirit gazing upon you with unseen eyes.
The kiss you feel so gentle upon your lips is my lips kissing you while you sleep peacefully.
The hand you feel upon you as you sleep is my hand softly caressing your skin.
I come to you as softly and quietly as a feather upon a warm nights breeze and gaze upon you with unseen eyes.

Alone

Alone I sit silently in my room watching the world pass by.
In my room there is almost everything I could ever want.
The only thing missing in my room is you.
My room has no walls, no doors, no locks.
My room is a place where I am truly safe from the world outside.
My room is only as large as a single thought, yet there is a world of wonder inside of my room that most can only dream of seeing.
A world you may one day see if you prove yourself worth to gain entrance to my room.
Till the day I find the one I seek I will sit alone in my room watching the world pass me by.

Tears and Razor Blades

I sit here in the darkness as you left me alone with no light and no hope.
You took more then the ring I once gave you as a token and pledge of my love.
You took my heart, soul, spirit and will to live.
You left me with nothing just a empty hollow shell that was once a man sits here in the darkness with nothing left.
I feel the tears sting my eyes as the blade slips thought my skin with little effort.
All that you left me was tears and razor blades, soon there will not even be tears left as I feel the blood quickly drain from my wrists.
The sirens are growing louder and death wraps me up in its icy embrace.
It wont be long now my vision is starting to grow dim. The sirens wont make it in time to save me as I see a light calling me forth to..........

I wrote that years ago when I was in a very dark place and saw nothing but darkness around me. I did not do what I wrote but the thought was in my head. What stopped me you might ask what stopped me is a voice that said Why should you end your life and allow her to live her life knowing that you are gone and what about the pain that it would cause your family knowing you are gone.

The reason I wrote that is because I had just had a woman whom I loved greatly and saved her from being abused and rented a house and paid 6 months cash rent in advance so we had a place to live Her, I and her kids who I loved as if was my own. She packed up after a month and went back to the same man who was abusing her.

The wolf is howling in the forest of the night
He wants to, but cannot sleep
The hunger is scratching his wolfen stomach
And it’s cold in his burrow
Wolf, wolf, don’t you come here
I will never let you take my child
The wolf is howling in the forest of the night
Howling out of hunger and moaning
But I will give him a pig tail
That’s what the wolfen stomach needs
Wolf, wolf, don’t you come here
I will never let you take my child

As a child I may have been a twisted strange little guy but if this had been sang to me I would have slept like a log with dreams of my wolves and I running free though the woods in the cool crisp night air.

One day I dream of being in the wilderness with my wolves listening to them cry their howls upon the moonlit night air. That is where I would truly feel at home and at the greatest peace.

Today I learned another lesson the hard way one I should have learned long ago but I seem to be a bit of a slow learner.

That lesson I learned is this Trust is a weapon an you should be careful to whom you allow to have it. This is not a mistake I will make again (I have said this before in the past but I seem to have the memory of a Goldfish)

Go forth and be weary of whom you trust.

The words of wisdom from a old man.

Why the lone wolf howls

The lone wolf howls not to hear his own voice.
The lone wolf howls not to call out to the pack as he is alone and always has been.
The lone wolf howls not to cause fear or fright in those around him.
The lone wolf howls not to mark his territory.
The lone wolf howls because his heart tells him to do so.
The lone wolf howls because he longs to run wild and free with his mate.
The lone wolf howls as a cry out in the cold crisp night air to let his mate know he misses her.
The lone wolf howls because of the pain that he carries in his heart.
The lone wolf howls because he does not wish to be alone anymore.

I am so doing this at my next Hotel stay as I leave

The beast in me
Is caged by frail and fragile bars
Restless by day And by night rants and rages at the stars
God help the beast in me
The beast in me Has had to learn to live with pain
And how to shelter from the rain
And in the twinkling of an eye Might have to be restrained
God help the beast in me
Sometimes it tries to kid me That it's just a teddy bear
And even somehow manage to vanish in the air
And that is when I must beware Of the beast in me that everybody knows
They've seen him out dressed in my clothes
Patently unclear If it's New York or New Year
God help the beast in me
The beast in me

How I got my name is a bit of a story.

Shadow: Comes from my silence when I am around people I tend to stay silent and sit back in the shadows so to speak watching and observing.

Wolf: I have Native American Blood in me (Cherokee of the Wolf Clan on my Mother side). I have always had a connection with Wolves even as a little child I felt this bond with what I call "My Wolves" and have always had this dream of where I am in the wilderness with a pack of wolves and I am running only I am on all 4 running like a wolf.

Dancer: I love the move Dances with wolves and have even seen where part of it was filmed when i was on my way to Rapid City South Dakota.

It was going to be ShadowWolf or ShadowWalker but they was both taken so I went with the name I have now which is honestly better then my Original chat name from the 90's when I first came online which was AXHOLE. In collage I got the nickname of AX and since I had to have at least 3 characters for a name in the chat I thought hmmm Axhole sounds a lot like Asshole which lord knows I can be at times.