Chaotic and twisted thoughts of my mind

In darkness she walks alone
Her wolf reminds her she
Must let go
His wise eyes know the
Pain she holds
Sometimes quite yet
Sometimes grips her soul
She pauses and brushes
Her hand against his
Soft coat
It always grounds her soul
He is the only one she has
Know that has never let
Her go
He has forgiveness in his soul
He knows she does not
Mean to mislead
Or hurt any soul
Her soul old
Seen so many life times
So many stories unknown
She takes a deep breath
And allows her self
To remember she knows
Who she really is
Scars remind her of sadness
Of not being enough
Her black wolf nudges
Her and reminds her
Time to get up
Stand tall and strong
Pure and raw
Brush the dirt from
Your kness
Walk with me
Words whisper through
Tress
Carried through the breeze
Scars remind but the do
Not define