wolves

she shudders and remains still
in the cold wetness of the night
not moving, not breathing
she waits
looking at the moon
thinking of warm hugs
and cocoa at Christmas
around a fire with all of her friends
the stars sparkle brightly up above
and the wind blows furiously
chilling her to the bone
she's shivering and slowly slipping away
she cannot fight the beasts
she can't make them stop
she tried, it didn't work
she cannot feel the pain anymore
so she remains still in the darkness of the night
waiting for the blink that will never cease