words dance along the page
temporary does the feeling last.
you feel all right
but baby, wait til morning.
you feel all right
in the moment.
No light
no day
no happiness.
pull the covers up a bit higher
if you even have them.
a knock on the door
a tear in your eye
you couldn't wake up if you wanted to.
a battle
between you and the wolves
snapping
biting
creeping up behind you.
hurts so bad, your bones ache too.
evil
miserable
wolves
want your soul
and nothing less.
slipping through the crack in your door
slithering it's way to the bed you sleep upon.
pause
continue
up the bed post
it whispers three words
and ends it all.
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