Blurred Dreams

Initials

Initials

I was in this place
Filled with unknown coldness;
Walking on empty steps
Down the aisle of unwanted bliss.

The air was a bit chilly,
Too cold and too unwelcoming;
It was as if I didn’t belong there,
But the black whispers kept coming.

My eyes sought for my place,
But the horizon was dark and dim,
And right there, I lost hope
Stopped walking, unredeemed.

Three steps after I fell
Into black waters underneath me,
I saw myself tearing up from inside
Erasing what’s left of my dignity.

What was there to long for,
When every chance was slim?
What was there to see,
When I’ve fallen too deep?

A deafening whistle blew against my ears,
And when I looked up, I saw it.
Those icy blue eyes piercing into my soul,
As if in recognition, it knew me.

Chills went down my spine
As it stared into my eyes,
Reading me like an open book
And tried to see through my known lies.

It took one step towards me,
But I took a step back;
Crawling backwards with my hands,
Resolved to cover what I lacked.

When it saw me nervous from the pain,
The pain that I tried so hard to hide
It went nearer to me,
Walking carefully until it reached my side.

Touching my freezing hands with its paws,
A flash of familiarity came into me
Like I knew it—no, him, somewhere
But it felt like another dream.

One second, vanished in front of me,
And the next second, he wasn’t there.
Suddenly a card appeared,
All I could do was to stare.

The name written was so familiar,
But I couldn’t quite put my hand on it.
The letters kept juggling,
I couldn’t comprehend one bit.

In a split second, it finally dawned,
That was the name of him I seek;
The blue wolf with fur of midnight blue,
Dabbed with a bit of navy chic.

Those piercing blue eyes
The mark of the beast,
When the moon rises anew
That’s when he’s unleashed.

But, I woke the next minute,
And his name all forgotten;
So I decided to call him,
Two initials—R.N.