My Savior

As I sit
Alone in my bed.
I see what I see
Always left in my head.
The picture of a wolf Howling in the full moon
Everything is dark
As the wolf walks away.
My soul feels weak
And I feel sorta dizzy.
I collapse to the ground,
I knew my soul wouldn't be found.
Death was coming
Surely this was true
Then over my face
In the cold winter night
Is a pair of shining eyes
That bore into mine
It feel back again
To the Earth's mercy.
A single howl
Erupts through the air
for standing in front of me.
Is my savior true
They saved my life
With one loving tool.
I look at the wolf
With happy eyes
For my life was saved
The wolf has your back.

By Imrichone

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