Chaotic and twisted thoughts of my mind

The journey has taught me so much
The paths that where long and entwined no longer call for me
The black wolf that lurked in the shadows now my constant companion.
The darkness he was calling me towards
As if being called home
He travels beside me as my silent protector or reminder of where I belong
I find I'm drawn to lost souls
Those that journey in the darkness
Protectors that have fallen and grown tired
Ones that hide beautiful secrets
Souls that seem dark yet I see light
Fallen angels
Pulled towards them as if I am the hunter
Yet I am far from
Craving to know every piece of the puzzle
I pull I can not control
The ones that lurk in the shadows seeking the unknown.

Prey
I've often thought why is it that I am so drawn to prey
something all so un formiliar yet something so familiar.
Is this why I am drawn to the darkness

As we walk through the darkness he stops
His hand pausing mine to a halt.
My thoughts run wildly, has he senced a danger ahead.
All though I feel no fear for he is my protector
My fears protected with him, his presence
Dominating and powerful.
My trust lies with him
I wait what seems like for ever trusting in his silence
His calmness reassuring my body and soul
He turns me towards him
I search his eyes for answers
Yet all I find is darkness
The darkness that draws me towards it
It calls me beckons me
I know that look the one that my body craves
Yet I wait to hear his words
Take your clothes off
So little words spoken
Yet so powerful
My eyes stare into his looking for answers
While unknowingly undressing
I can feel him watching looking
Taking note of every detail
As if it is him not me
Yet without physical touch
Our souls are one
RUN
One word said ignites and lights my soul
adrenalin runs through my veins
RUN I won't say it again
With out hesitation I run
no destination just run
Thoughts run erratically through my mind
Is he following, is this a test
I have never questioned him before
I shall keep running, he never said stop
The ground is sharp on my feet
The cool night wind bites and my skin
Yet I run until I can no longer
I pause and take in every sound
the wind the rivers running
The creatures that lurk of a night
the noises that only the night can bring
Yet something familiar sets my sense alight
The sound of leaves crunching under his feet
His every breath seems so close Yet so far
His presence is close and every part of me screams run towards him
I yearn for his touch crave him to take him like only he can
My body pulsating with desire
My ears searching for his words
Yet silence
Only the crackling of leaves drawing him closer
RUN
One word sounds so quiet let clear
Flight is set alight in my mind
And my feet follow
The crackling of leaves and sticks grow closer and faster
I glance back to find nothing but darkness
And stumble to my knees and hands
Time goes so slowly
The grasp of hands on my waist
Tight and unforgiving yet soothing
I yearn for them to be tighter
Dragging me closer as my fingers trace the dirt
Down on his knees
I feel his hand on my throat
And his other in my hair
The wolf's in the distance howl
His voice in my ear whispers
Prey you belong to me.

She does not know what she seeks
Nor to understand the desire that is strong with in.
Left with more confusion when asked to explain.
For how does one explain what you cannot yet understand.
The knowing with every part of you where u belong.
It calls for you, it's beckoning you.
It's words hard to hear and understand.
I follow, drawn towards it
I find peace serenity in a world so unknown.
Hungry with desire for its closeness.
To be embraced by what it holds.
To become one.
The joining of two souls.
Searching for that they do not know.
So pure and not forced.
For I know what I seek can not be forced to be understood.

A pull like something I have only found once in my journey
It makes me question
My thoughts run erratically through my mind
Chaotically and loud and never ending
Trying to block them out I'm finding impossible
Why is it that you call to me
Why can I feel your soul yet not listen
I find myself seeking your thoughts that are silent to my ears
Yet I find fear that something so pure yet dark is my longing
A fear I do not understand
A fear that you may not see me
A fear I am not worthy of such a soul
I do not fear the dark but feel you lingering in there
Your presence felt yet not seen
A peaceful silence that I have only felt in the back wolf.

Thoughts and confusion race through my mind. The path never-ending twisting and entangled it tires my soul for what I seek a am unsure explained questions linger in my mind.
I grow tired of hands offered towards the light for my soul does not seek them. Yet is that not what I should seek.
One foot in front of the other the path a head is long yet I don't rush forward.
The black wolf lingers in the dark a constant companion lurking in the darkness. His silence is alluring his presence becoming a craving a pull  towards the darkness.
The darkness holds no fear for me it's lack of light is becoming apart of my soul a constant calling.
Confusion and chaos set in my mind once more I feel my soul drawn towards others who have lost their way, a warm hand offerd for others to gain strength and move forward.
Is this my purpose to be there for others.
How can a soul with so much empathy be drawn to such darkness.
The beckoning wolf with his presence that calls me is quietly yet so clear.
I find myself moving towards the darkness and the wolf that has become my constant companion and protector, my soul my being screaming towards it is something so dark yet so pure.
The longing to feel the touch of his coat in my hand.

I find my soul lost and wondering what it seeks I'm yet to understand, the journey is long and the paths entwined and tangled yet I feel the dirt beneath my feet and it grounds me. The air that I breath refreshing and crisp for with out the air there is no breath.

The sun warms my skin but does not calm my mind or give quietness to the chaos of my thoughts.
I feel a nudge on my palm one that I try and ignore his touch is so familiar to my skin.
Yet he brings a silence with him.
A silence that allows some comfort.
Thoughts that overwhelm me, questions that yield no answers.
I find myself touching his thick black coat finding comfort in his warmth.
Reminding myself where the black wolf will lead me.
I find myself following him to the dark cave that I know so well.
As we walk he stays by myside offering reassurance.
Reassurance that my thoughts will dance with the devils in my mind.
I find myself drawn towards the cave.
The sun no longer offering warmth to my skin.
Only darkness that is ahead.
Solitude and complete silence.
The darkness is overwhelming and brings no peace to my mind.
The black wolf brings no comfort in his silence only a place of darkness to hide.
His touch is cold and distant.
Yet beautiful