Scared of the wolf,
and the world,
oh so dark.
Keep it together,
come on don’t fall apart.
Outside my window,
he creeps through the night,
why does it scare me?
This cowardice art.
Hiding in fear,
no light in sight,
twilights gone and so is the fright.
Footsteps nor shadows,
it’s silent for now,
but he’ll be back soon
when the light has sufficed.
- BRTN
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 9:26 AM UTC