anonymousblue

Alone and Naked

I have walked for miles

on many a moonless night,

carrying a wet torch

and pockets full of dust,

ignoring the wind\'s consolation,

trampling on bluebells

and spear grass

with equal indifference.

 

I couldn\'t make it.

I confessed to being alone

and naked to the wolves

chasing me;

I wept like a lamb

as they bit me.

In pain and despair

I reached for the sky

and hoped for a sign.

 

I\'m still hoping.