

The Wolf InsideThere is something held withinThe Wolf Inside
the farthest reaches of my soul.
At night these eyes
an amber brown burn into my dreams.
The dark of night calls it forth to the cries of the moonlight.
Blood runs down my spine as my dreams show how it feeds.
Darker now it thrashes out struggling to free its self into the night.
My body trembles with silent screams as it tries to replace my soul.
The thought of this is tempting but what if I lose all control.
My wolf is my responsibility, my own burden for me to bear.


NightThe darkness of night holds a place of longing in me.Night
Its beauty masked over
by the new days light.
My vision is illuminated
by the soft glow of the moon.
The silent cries of nature
over come only by
the lonesome cries
of a solitary wolf
longing for companionship.
This desire to lie out in the sounds of nature
unheard by the people
brainwashed from growing technology
drives me past insanity
and into the voids of solitude.
if you need help, feel free to ask.
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"And like autumn turns leaves, winter will breathe..."
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