She Wolf
- Henriëtte
- Oct 6
- 1 min read
The sky is blue,
The grass is green.
Your eyes can’t always show you,
That nothing is ever as it seems.
When I’m happy,
I wear a bright smile.
Even when I’m sad,
It lasts for a while.
Until the moment comes,
When I wake up from my dreams.
And the nightmare catches up,
As nothing was ever what it seems.
Those nights during my darkest hours,
I can hear the Canis Lupus howl.
She hones her vocal powers,
Slowly turning my smile into a growl.
She flares up what you couldn’t see,
Like a full moon shining down on me.
The part of me I tried to hide,
Is now visible to everyone’s eyes.
Though I denied her cries,
And believed my own lies.
The truth is that she will always be,
The wolf who lives inside of me.