Cry of The Wolf

I was born with the heart and soul of a wolf

A soul that longs to be free a heart that holds a fighters pride

Yet this body is the cage

A broken form that binds this heart, chains that hold this soul

In a world full of sheep that try to teach you to accept what you can’t change, like being part of the herd will stop the pain

I can’t however I defy these chains with all my might

Searching for another listening for the call of another wolf

As I thrash and writhe twist my heart bleeds my soul is ripping apart

The sheep and their sounds are so deafening so loud my ears drown; unable to hear any other sound

Alone I sing a lone song I howl

But it is not a song

But the heart breaking cry of the wolf