Long after the journey began
My legs, tired, gave way, how was it possible to walk this long?
Sitting in the darkness
The howls of the wolves pierced the uncanny silence
I could not decide if the wolves scared me or reassured me
When nobody was there I had the wolves
Yes they hurt me but they were still constantly there
And when they hurt me
At least I could feel something
The pain was better than nothing
Right?
I shivered in the cold
Cold and empty
Empty and hollow
I tried to speak
To break the silence
I could not
My throat raw
Nothing came out
Not even the simple word "help"
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Author:
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Comments1
I understand when you say"the pain was better than nothing" That is the truest thing that no one else will understand
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