When Darkness Calls

Admittance

The wolf is bad, She's simply going mad,

The kill gives its fill,

Giving her joy,

oh, she sees their innards as a toy,

Its all in her name,

it's a great big game.

For the wolf is mad, Filled with rage,

For she doesn't like to be put in a cage,

I wonder what they think their doing,

Who is really doing the fooling?

She is all the way there

halfway to no where,

Standing bloodied and burned

her stomach churned

the cold metal stung

she lets them believe though she has always held the key,

she lets it build

filling her with rage, sweet madness, cannot be content in a cage

It'll never fade, the desire,

the wolf chewed through the last wire.

Its not as it seems nor how it should be

as she stands muttering mad,

bloodied and burned she lets out a howl,

no one will escape her now,

they cannot contain madness, for she is a sitting wolf mad,

She will never, ever, be had.

^^idek I thought I'd finish it. why not?

They put me in the bed and locked me in the room so I wouldn't end up behind any more couches. Eliminating the possibility of over-hearing any dangerous conversations.

I should've been worried about Liam but something told me I didn't need to be.

I turned over, face down into the pillow and cried.

I sobbed, the pillow muffling my cries of pain.

I wasn't sure what was happening and I wasn't sure if I was really awake or dreaming. Everything seemed to blur together and I didn't know which events were reality and which were nightmares anymore.

And what came next in my slumber was somewhere in between.

I sat up quickly with a sudden intake of breath.

It was nightime but isn't wasn't in its true dark, the moon and the stars shown bright between the crooked trees. I layed on a thick bed of green moss in a small clearing.

There were crows cawing, circling above me as if checking to see of my death.

•••DAMONS POV•••

I could smell her, feel her presence somewhere in these woods my sleeping mind had created.

I was running, My feet were bare and the ground was soft and cool.

It was warm and the air was heavy with something not only nature could create, or my state of mind.

I broke through the dark treeline and I saw her.