His Eyes glitter  in moon light.
Like amber, Golden. Unmoving. Dry and cold. Unfeeling
They will not flinch from where they look. He will not hide his face

There is no pain

His form is a wolf, Alone in the shadows
His body powerful. His will relentless.
He will not move, He is carved of stone. Grey and solid

There is no pain

He is alone as his claws dig in to the soft earth.
Alone, this is his home. In the dark
His  Claws are as razors as they paw at the dirt

There is no pain

He parts his lips, his fangs glitter in the glow of the moon like diamond
He wants to fight, his heart as a Iron
A heart that was for a time Gold

There is no pain

He does not need a pack, he is one of a kind
He does not need another. He can stand for him self
He will survive to fight another day

There is no pain

In the shadows he calls home, they wrap him like an ice blanket
He welcomes it, to hide his scars
The night will not end, and that is the way he likes it.

There is no pain

There is no more pain
There is no chains
There is only shadows

There no pain

I will not break.
I will not fall.
I will not fail.

There is no pain

I am this beast of stone
I am this animal of darkness
I am the unbreakable wolf

There is no pain...