The pale moon shined upon the
black fur
Her forever changing blue eyes
shone out from the dark
As the animal ran to the edge
Ran away from danger
Away from judgement
Ran to freedom
To peaceful loneliness
But the small wolf
Longed for something
That she did not know
She thought she wanted
something
someone
But was highly mistaken
She didn't want them but another
Instead of telling her dear sweet friend
Who had fallen for her trap
She fled into the dark
Fled into the mist
Fled from the pain
and into the arms of the night
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 3:27 PM UTC
The pale moon shined upon the
black fur
Her forever changing blue eyes
shone out from the dark
As the animal ran to the edge
Ran away from danger
Away from judgement
Ran to freedom
To peaceful loneliness
But the small wolf
Longed for something
That she did not know
She thought she wanted
something
someone
But was highly mistaken
She didn't want them but another
Instead of telling her dear sweet friend
Who had fallen for her trap
She fled into the dark
Fled into the mist
Fled from the pain
and into the arms of the night
