Moonlit Ramblings

Tears fall
dreaming of death 
what's wrong?
the world 
me
screech of claws
wolves at my door
cataclysmic haze
self destructive high
let them in 
be the meal 
join the pack 
surrender life
too stubborn to die
awake now 
still hear them claw 
pain the mother 
her children at my door
not a dream then 
or a nightmare 
cul de sac
awake now 
unlock the door
tears of joy
or sorrow of inevitably 
they fall free
awake now. 

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