Friday, March 25, 2005
I was alone
last night.
Wandering through
sand dunes.
A cold chill
invading my bones.
Wolves howled
around me.
I was scared,
scared that I
might die here.
Isolated and cold.
Devoid of all feeling.
last night.
Wandering through
sand dunes.
A cold chill
invading my bones.
Wolves howled
around me.
I was scared,
scared that I
might die here.
Isolated and cold.
Devoid of all feeling.