Blank pages with heartfelt emotions

 Social matters and psychology ... Individuality shatters in the pressure of  all tier of the so called society. As I was sitting near my own reflection reflecting all the facts which turned me into an dark humor writer, Nothing really matters if you stop expecting ideologies from people you gain ultimate automaton self , when you break everyday try to pick yourself all you get more unhealthy in your mind. You lose your self in the process of the fight with your overthinking, non trusting being. When  you have seen all similarities in every humans, you stop thinking about what is right and wrong, and try to satisfy your own reasons; all you know you can't manipulate your own guts. All you know you have nothing to lose that makes one more human believing, no soul can be more strong than your own. Opting for more better ideas for living in society yet at the end you realise you are your own personal society. That's why you turn to darkness my friend society is not enough fo...

Rulers of the night, the wilderness is ur home, Man in his ignorance won't leave u alone, Strong together u hunt for survival, Man and his gun ur only rival. Mistress of the moon, shadows dancing on Northern skies, I hear ur torment and mournful cries, Running, hunting, surviving, dying, From frozen mountain tops I hear ur crying. Great warriors of the night, I wish u strength and stamina, Courage in your plight. U are the heart of the wilderness, Cool air and mountain snow, U are part of this land but man is ur foe. So once again the dark night becomes black, And howling is heard as wolves gather and pack, With spirit and fight, stamina and charm, Let no man destroy u, u mean them no harm. Brave warriors of the night, In the wilderness be, Wise and cunning hunters, Forever be free. Let ur howling join the earth, May u hunt with no fear, Let the mountains echo out, The howl of wolves that fills the mountain air. R.D.