Wolves

I returned to the shack
Closed the door behind me
Lit the fire
I was back
I was me
My masks hanging on the walls like
Trophies
All those sad and sick masks
Reminders of who I've been
Time after time

I'm running out of the reasons to be sad
I love my new self-confined freedom
I don't even mind the loneliness outside
The cold thick snow
Does not bother me at all

Magical mind
Believing in communication of eyes
Heart can always open more
When you don't expect it
When you wait for it for ages
Anytime

Limits and boundaries
Words of endless possibilities
Outlining new worlds
Never entered before
Just by occasional
wolves