Darkness

 The darkness around me

The cold wind blowing

The fallen leaves crunching

My hair in my face

 

I stand on a beaten path

With my arms wrapped around

I look up in the night sky

to see if I can find the moon

 

I hear the howling of the wolves

and the whooing of the owls

the caws of the crows

For I realize that I am

in a dark place

 

I feel the warmth of blood

running down my arms

wondering what happened

 

Then I noticed that my fingers

have claws

and they have dung in deep

For I did not feel the pain

that I had become numb

 

The darkness has consumed me

the lies I believe

The rumors being spread

are the ones I begin to receive

 

Will this ever go away

will I ever see that light

Right now I am consumed

by a beaten path in the dark

Written Around 2017