Lone Wolf
THE LONE WOLF
I stood alone, amidst the trees completely
Lonely.
The chill bitter wind was of no help,
It blew cold stones.
I wondered what was worse than these,
Life without family?
Or perhaps i was wrong?
Left forsaken on an island surrounded by
brackish waters?
My eyes closed and opened and closed even
yet as they opened.
The gloomy gray white clouds wept,
shedding drops of rain.
I stretched my fore-paw to feel the rain,
it got blew off.
I stared horror stricken at the severed arm
but felt no sting or pain.
I was numb stricken, I was without my beating
heart.
The warmth of memories of love escaped my
brain.
This was pain beyond the cure of my
endorphines.
I looked at the emptiness within me, what was
Amiss?
I was like a floating island no one likes.
I crashed against one rock or the other an island
with false roots.
Deep in me, I knew I was like a flower,
A bennihana.
I was alone, wandering from line to trap and finally to
Doom.
I was a Lone Wolf it's pack.
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