~The Lone Wolf~

Cold.
Sometimes the world seems so cold.
In the dark of the moonless night I wander.
So dark in that obsidian depth, not even my shadow to walk by my side.
Footfalls echo in my ears... they are my own, no others walk beside me.
The still of the night pressing, making my the very breath I breath loud in my ears.
I swear it could be heard for miles and yet beyond the sounds of my self I hear nothing.
Still.
Alone.
I wonder where the moon has gone and why it has left me in darkness on this night.
It's soft pale glow had always been a comfort to me, but now she hides her face.
Why the stars which used to shine so vivid in my eyes no longer dance in the sky.
I miss them.
My feet do not rest but press on.
Sleep escapes me.
I should find them.
I should sing songs to bring them back to me and feel whole once more.
Though velvet lips stay silent.
I was pushed away.
Alone.
I cannot call them.
They do not hear me anymore.
I am alone.