Life can feel like this sometimes, a never-ending horde of zombies.
But you gotta punch, kick, …fight fight fight…
and say “fuck you little dead eyed bastards….”
’til eventually you are the last one standing.
by Philip Wardlow
Category Archives: GiFs for your Entertaiment
Your Mask – A Poem and a Blitz of Gifs
Your Mask
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Be it made of paper maché or plastic,
carved mahogany with a golden veneer,
or crystal clear quartz glass.
You wear one.
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Morning, noon, and night;
removed only when sleep comes.
For what purpose does it serve your dreams?
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Dead eyed stare, twisted grin, or a curious
smile that creeps ever upward hiding a secret
sin.
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Callous nature cloaked behind a beguiling
eye of the bluest blue.
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A beauty called to recklessness,
a perfection that only Death will strive
to collect once due.
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Know this.
All facades eventually decay and crumble.
Leaving you bare before everyone and yourself
as you stare into the mirror trying to
collect the pieces to a mask that no longer
fits.
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By Philip Wardlow 2013
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Feeling overwhelmed? Yes, wearing a mask does that to you sometimes.
Not tonight, I’ve got a Headache – A gif
Haiku to you too!
Shadows play and ponder why
I stay and slumber
as your hand trembles in mine.
My claim has been staked .
the pace of the world distracts
I wish to relate.
as red pools in the shallows,
heart drips to the floor
as the center shakes off pleas
to honest deceit.
Deadly Campfire – A poem for all you Campers out there this summer
We abide by the warmth of the fire,
our backs to the cold night woods that surround,
as dark imaginings linger through already mangled minds.
What could it be that terrorizes us this night?
We hear it, for it roams in a circle about us,
raking its claws on the trees in its passage,
brazen and bold in its rustling of the dead leaves
underfoot as it tromps its course.
Heavy breathing speaks of a great beast.
Long ago did our merriment falter and grow
into a cruel sickness within.
Fear is our only companion at this gathering
turned into a mournful wake by nature’s
hidden foe.
Rose was a pleasant girl, bright and full
of light.
She was the first to go.
Harold never had a chance as it took him.
I have his blood splattered across my clothes.
I shall miss them both.
Max was next, with his silly stupid grin,
as it’s claws raked his face off.
Julie cried and cried, and held tight to
her log, but still she died as it took her
and that piece of rotten wood.
Sylvia and I stare into the embers,
clinging to each other and a reality
that no longer resides.
Once there were six,
now only two.
My beautiful Sylvia, my love, my life.
Yet still I feel no remorse as I throw
her to the creature and began to run… 
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by Philip Wardlow 2013
Beating Tetris….- Cool Gif I found
Say Cheese…..
A Gif for You – So Cool I drooled….
Cools Gif and because I’m to Lazy to do anything with my Blog
Separate me, tear me into threes and just leave me be
The damage you have wrought can be repaired,
Once your memory finally fades
Clock Work Orange
Ah, the clock yet continues to tock
Do you see the charm, do you see the light
which still shines through, but its a dark light indeed.
Anime Gif – One of my other Loves in life that helps me Write
Ain't no rest for the Wicked - Philip Wardlow - The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets.. 