Wolf Outside My Window.

Waiting outside a window
is a wolf that wants to play.
To be told it has existed,
That it's okay to stay.

We prowl in the darkness,
softly stalking down our prey.
Continuing from long ago,
I do not sin to say:

You've made your choice.
You've lost your voice.
You can't return,
though this, you yearn,
Because you did not sing.
It's them or us,
So what's the fuss?
And no, you can't have both.

It's been awhile,
The sky's gone gray
And you dwell outside my window,
Waiting for some greater truth
To tell you that it's okay.

Just Another Griefer

You saw me in the shadows,
I know you must have,
the silver in the black.
You didn't know long I'd been there,
You didn't know from whence I came.
A guardian angel, arrived far too late.

They took your spirit,
but not your fight.
A stolen soul, but not a lost cause.
Even when it holds no meaning to you,
you fight on, you trek forward,
You make me see how wrong I am.

Not just another griefer,
Just another believer,
Not just another one.
Don't tell me you can make it on your own;
You need me as much as I do you.

They need you more.

(A/N: I would like to thank Fred Gallagher for MegaTokyo, particularly for Miho, whom the line "Just another griefer" is attributed to. I don't really think the poem has anything to do with the comic, though. However, depending on how you read it, it could...)