Lone Wolf

By. Ryan Stoops

A.K.A Kabuto

I am a lone wolf

That is the only thing

That can describe me

I am a wolf without a pack

I am alone in the back

I scavenge for my life depends on it

If I was to stop I'd die

So I scavenge and hope to find a pack

To call my own

For I am alone and seeking life

In a desolate wasteland it is hard to live

But I keep going

My endless strife may be the end

Of my life

On my own I follow the scents and sounds

That keep me on my rounds

I seem to be a slave to life as if in chains

As if my soul is cursed and caged

I live alone and on my own

But I still feel as if there is someone out there

Is there someone out there

May be it is just me am I insane

What do I have to gain

Could this be the end no one out there for me

Maybe I should give up

Like an abandoned pup

In this cold and lonely place I call home

It is my ending urge to find a pack that makes me feel alone

Maybe I should just give up

Like an abandoned pup

A lone wolf is me

And that is how I be

Until death's

Last breath

Alone

A wolf on his own