Here I am, again,
caught by surprise.
Wolves no longer
hiding in disguise.

Spending too much time
regretting the moments,
and missing the signs.

Veracity of their
sinister delights; indeed
restlessness greets the night.

My soul is in dismay;
they trample on my kindness,
inhumane some would say.

There is something I possess.
Hmmm… Maybe it possesses me.
Sooner or later, I’m gonna set it free.