Have you ever felt wild inside your own head? So ready and waiting, so anxious and restless that your mind whirls.
Feet gingerly land , endlessly....Toes come to meet cool tile, kissing...Soft pit pat sounds whisper, singing...Restlessness gnawing, waiting...You pace the floor praying your traveling feet will carry your mind away to another place to no avail. Intelligence struggles and looses the daunting task of grasping tangled thoughts. Like snakes writhing in a mating ball, your thoughts twist, coil, and slither through the cracks.
A piece of you calls out into the cold like a wolf to it's pack, while the rest lies unaware. It knows not what or to who it calls, and it cares nothing for who hears it's cry. There is simply the desperate wait...for an answer. And so as a tiger to it's cage, you pace, glaring through the bars.
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