Soul digger!

Soul digger!

Cheers to the story that someone ought to tell: by the river bank filled with high water of hell among all the bush lives a black sheep of a boy who continuously cries wolf,

Walking through the pebbles in his mind; he wanders from one thing to a next in everything causing him to change with the end of each moonlight like a ware wolf.....

He claims to like being all alone exiled in his own little forest but then without any notice you’d see him traveling in his paid pack of lamentable lone wolves;

All wanting to see the full glasses always empty and needing to see the empty beer bottles forever fulls!

He hates seeing someone smoking cigarettes but somehow he’s somewhat of a chain smoker himself, 

maybe it’s a disguise he puts on or probably that’s why he’s one of the only ones who finds crisis brings opportunity like a lil judas iscariot elf.

Always building a mystery to keep hiding his forever hidden tragedy of history, 

Bursting out with anger worse than hulk breaking down all that he’s struggled to build always with a forever new found satisfaction built on sin 

Acting like he doesn’t care for anyone but secretly still feeling for everyone as if he’s playing a game of tragic truth and deadly dare..... 

Considering his mind to be like the one of Ralph Nitto alias frank nitti; he fails to see that his heart is worth more than all the money!

Loving looking at his devilish handsome good looks rather than watching his dirty tricks which seem to get him into traps so very sticky,

Claiming to be as different from everybody as a rotting flame externally but in all reality he’s just like a boil plantain internally just like you and me.

Using his loud metal music to cover soft screams inside his mental mind, he talks about only focusing on the future but he thinks about being able to hit the rewind!

He speaks highly of the lessons he got as one of the blessed sons the man his father taught him while growing up since a little boy, 

And on the other hand he drags his own name through the mud with no regards for himself or anyone else as if he’s playing with a toy.....

Standing on his own words of quick sand he swears that promises are meant to be broken but scared of being buried he refuses to realize what’s a true token!

Blaming his family tragedy for how he turned out to be is what I guess is his way of avoiding his undying griefs for and from her majesty.

He’s not like the ordinary cake which we normals normally crave but instead he’s a rich piece of pone and with one bite it’ll be all you want/need alone,

He’s a mad mix of an unfaithful faithful fix that can fix your mix to the max and that’s a fulfilling and frightening fact!

As for the cherry he popped on top besides being a fixer, he’s also a deep digger: like a match made in hell;

That is one that makes this story the one must tell.....

Anything and everything he can fix once broken, it’s a gift he was undeniably given.

But then again sometimes he’d break one thing to fix another and even one person to fix some other,

And the Absolutely BitterSweet truth is that the ones he broke would no longer never ever be whole again, that being in nowhere any kind of joke 

Still the worst thing being is that despite all he’s trying he’s still running from his own-self just like in the beginning.....

Because as for the people he hopefully unknowingly & unwillingly were breaking they found themselves giving thanks to the strength he showed after all he loss,

One might say one forget even loving herself for she may say that he’s the only one worth breaking for and being able to simply be with him is worth the cost!

However the sad story is that till now he’s unable to take some time out of all the time outs he’s taken and take a  look into the wolf crying out from the deep abyss of his soul.....

He never tires of digging and fixing everything for everybody, especially his civic for him & billy and while breaking all living relationships acting like a walking dead,

He can’t bring himself to open the big black gate and dig deep inside his own heart and head and fix his one of a kind , one in a billion mind before he gets set in his ways as he gets more and more old!

He’s always running free forever filled with no vacancies;

Built with stolen parts of those who loves him too much to never have no expectations; still so much disappointments as it’s known it’s way worth the wait to get one of his appointments!

He’s does as though feelings doesnt matter be it friends or family matters but if you ever catch this criminal caring for a pet you’ll  find yourself losing any and all bet.....

He’s the one who feels the hunger of the dog in the darkest of the night and the heat of the parrots in the brightest of day even though his heart only job is pump blood like he loves to say!

He makes a coffee as sweet as a smile that with one sip in the morning makes you forget  all your nightmares overall combined for a while,

His cooking skills have proved that the only thing he can’t do is make a child, but then again I fed up hear him ask to give him a try and he’ll make a child too.

Bood is the name he was given and he’s the no hearted cold blooded monster that took my heaven away,

with a single bet of a single dollar he stole my whole heart from the very first day.....

Yes he’s the only one that has hurt me to such extend but at the same time he’s my one and only who’s able to make me happy against all my sour intent;

Constantly teaching us all that we can’t always get what we want, but to be brave enough to be that blunt!

Bood I call him and yes from time to time I’d think of choking him but I rather choose to continue kissing him:

After one night with my life’s best M.O.S I’ve forgotten all about how I was before being in his embrace is now my obsession.....

He isn’t there when I always want or need him but when he chooses to be he makes me want to forever be here just because I need to be with him!

Brutally broke me without physically touching me , He’s  is the only one that is my only one physically who can always & I hope forever will make me fall..... 

Here’s to all the times I fell for the tripper before and to a future of him being the only one that continue to fall for him as no one else can ever help my short self stand back up so tall.

 written by : S.ArunaB!

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