Your eyes open.
Moon looming over like a foreboding omen.
Laying under the stars; embraced by pavement.
Red bricks punctuate the discomfort; consciously.
Raising the right hand, clenching a furious fist.
Blood trickling down; a sanguine kiss.
Saluting the sky, you cursed the wish.

Your heart starts to beat.
Picking up, only to move into a dark room.
Some injuries are elusive; chronic.
As the room engulfs, you bleed a little more.
Suddenly, senses sway.

A deep down trait becomes ignited.
Your affinity for justice rekindled.
The engine inside now beats with a grim courage.
Grinning through the anguish with prudence.  
Shadows in the room become evicted.
Reborn; you stand tall embracing the darkness.

With this new found power you march.
Defending all those who cannot for themselves.
You dig deep, you fight hard.
Entrenching the fragility of man.
In this pain, you are enigmatic.
A shield to humanity; the conqueror of misfortune.

Greatness comes with malice.
Withdrawing, the power fades.
Vigilante, you trekked too hard.
Even the defenders need rest.
So; draw upon our strength.
We all cannot enter that dark room.
You are the protector of our herd.
We migrate together.

Don't give away your gift.
Be brave, be kind.
Allow us to be a pillar.
A fixture upon your mind.
Shake the stigma plaguing the people.
Create legend that will enlighten us all.
Thank you; he who has the wolf heart.
You may close those heavy eyes.