Coming for Me

Sometimes when I close my eyes,
I see the wolves coming for me,
Coming to drag me home,
But I don't want to leave.

I hear them howling every night,
I can't seem to escape their songs,
No matter where I might be,
Their songs haunt me.

I run through barren winter grounds,
Trying to find my way,
Sometimes traveling underground,
Sometimes though, fences block my path.

But I'll never forget the day,
Before I left my home,
As I was sitting all alone,
And had you -an angel- come to me.

by Callousedheart3
posted on 11/02/2009