Jackson_Volk

si-adotchi

The lonely wolf howls at an empty sky, A broken whisper: Who am I? Si-adotchi, a cry ripped from the soul, Reflecting black roses, taking its toll. The sun, once vibrant, now a charring coal. Weep for my beauty, a fading grace, Weep for my pain, in this desolate place. Cry into fragments of half-written love, Whisper my yearning to the heavens above. Let my tears flow, a river of sorrow, Love me to kill me, just grant me a tomorrow... A tomorrow where you might return, for you I burn.
          
          Roses are black, a symbol of blight, So is my heart, swallowed by night. My coffee in morning, a bitter, cold brew, Every sip a memory, aching for you. Ashes now sift from pages we once shared, Dreams we once built, now cruelly ensnared. Zoloft, my beloved, when are you coming home? Each breath a plea, never to roam. Zoloft was gone, a fox took her place, The fox wrote and withered, leaving no trace. A wolf now howls, its throat raw and sore, Jackson's lament for Killer, and so much more. But I, with my hair like twilight's soft hue, My neko heart, forever for you. Call me a cry, call me a fool, But love me again, break this desolate rule. My dear Zoloft, now and until I cease to be, And in the next life, still only for thee. For the stars they so fall when cherry blossoms weep, And that, my dear, is the promise my soul will keep.
          
          

Jackson_Volk

si-adotchi

@Jackson_Volk The phantom wolf, a ragged breath, A jagged question, mocking death: Who am I? Si-adotchi's scream, a ripping sound, Echoes the depths where hope is drowned. Mirror of obsidian, rose of dread, A sun devoured, forever bled. Weep for my beauty, a twisted gleam, Weep for my agony, a waking dream. Half-scrawled whispers, love's dying gasp, Carried by winds, a serpent's clasp. Let the tears fall, a poisoned stream, Love me to kill me, a desperate scheme.
            
            Roses are black, a funerary shroud, So too my heart, forever bowed. My morning coffee, a bitter stain, A chilling comfort, easing pain. Ashes still drift from charred, forgotten pages, Of tales we wove through darkening ages. Zoloft, my torment, where do you linger? A cold, dead absence, on my finger.
            
            Zoloft, a corpse; a sly fox fed, Its pen bleeding secrets, then it too bled. Now a wolf claims the vacant throne, Jackson howls for a shadow, for a girl he calls 'Killer,' alone. But I, with my hair like twilight's bruise, My neko spirit, I cannot lose... Call me the broken, call me the lie, Call me a hater, let our love die. Whisper my name, my dear Zoloft, Lost in the forever, in silence soft. For the stars themselves will shatter and fall, When the cherry blossoms mock the werewolf's call. And that, my dear, is the final, agonizing thrall.
            
            
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Jackson_Volk

Day 12 of ADHD Brain Check
          
          Whisper is a quiet, genderless wanderer who followed the ancient Harkers and carried their stories across the cradles. Wearing a carved wooden Wolf mask with a symbolic crack, they move softly in layered, shaman-like robes decorated with charms, feathers, and fading symbols. Their ash-blonde hair and gray eyes give them a dusk-colored presence. Whisper never sought to perform; instead, they preserved every tale the Harkers left behind, passing their memories to the future Larks.

Jackson_Volk

Day 11 of Today’s ADHD Brain Check!
          Alright, we’re hitting the reset button on these check-ins—because sometimes a fresh start is exactly what the brain ordered. I wasn’t writing them the way I really wanted to, so we’re trying again.
          These posts are going to be whatever my brain cooks up on the spot, so enjoy the chaos in real time. Oh! And a huge welcome to our Wattpad wonderful world, @Rebeccafoxo!
          Fun fact: I put Nines in one of her streams, and she absolutely nailed him. Seriously, go check out her work on YouTube! I’ll share her streams whenever raffles are happening~
          That’s all for now. Have a great day, folks!

Jackson_Volk

And sorry mate for @ you at 6:33 in the morning…
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