howl

I am skittish
with my wide eyes and my legs ready to run
I dare not approach you too closely
I bear your name in scars.
and the love I bear for you is shrouded in pain.
I have been bitten
I have been broken and confused
I am wary and uncertain.
I am sick
but you do not hold the cure
I am suspicious of your truths
because they sound like lies
I keep hoping for you to be there
but I expect you to be absent.
I don't trust you
but the hunger for you to be something
that you are not is eating me alive
and I might die
but these things you will not know
because I cannot speak them
for I have been reduced to nothing
but a wounded animal