I wander alone most of the time , there is a cold solice in it . The howl of the wind and dim lights in the sky are my guides as well as my closest friends, but still i hunger for the companionship of the people ,im week for the want i feel. My spirit calls to be bonded with anuther yet my mind still overcomes the spirits passion . Memories of past betrayls yet lingers, pain and hatered are what they left me with. I have givin all heart , mind , body and spirit and lost . and yet still the feeling holds craving anuther, why must the spirit fight the mind while it well knows the pain of loss and is reminded by the mind constantly. A feral almost spectral craving , animalistic feeling's for the saftey of a pack , So be it ! , come to me and fulfill the spirit or regect me and condem me to the torture of the mind . Once again i walk the well beaten path of want , we shall see what will come of it thiss time.
