Qualia

“The vibrations of fear can only be stabilized by certainty
If you waver now, what would the shadows of your curtains be?”
The wolf asked me as it stepped out from the only corner that remained unseen
With no one to intervene
I believed that I’ve been hogtied for its latest meal
It reassured me that it had no intent to kill
Unless provoked to do so
In fact, he starved his ego
Long before I arrived
And he only survived
By feasting on those who failed to do the same
After asking my name
I replied Gotti
And when I asked of his, he stated that it’s one that I can not see
Nor hear
Because if I ever were to escape,  his name shouldn’t be released into the air
It appears that I lost touch with time
Because I’m
No longer in the palms of the sand castle’s fate
I began to encapsulate
The Wears of a Wolf as my own
I’ve been shown
How to stay true to my beliefs
And accept grief
As it’ll surely come again
From the parts I must shed within
In order to grow more into who I intend to be
And it’ll appear when losing others around me
Like now…
I’m not sure how
But throughout our shared time below
A bond grew within the shadows
The wolf became my brother with his stern and clever remarks
The sorrow in his howls vanquished any risen tension he’d bark
He even branded me with his mark
On the same night that he told me to chase the spark
That caught my eye
I began to cry
Enough tears to fill the well
And emerged with the purpose of honoring those who fell
And those who need a helping hand before they fall
To those who exploit their flaws