frigid wolf
im absent everywhere
and a whole nowhere.
I'm scattered in bits and pieces all around
every bit yearning
for something I never had
something I never lost
or maybe something I never knew I wanted
perhaps something not even meant for me
but there is this tiny part of me
Deep inside my conscience
craving for me to be a whole
a whole stuck to my soul
I'm tired of wandering around in quiet corners
in search of warmth
I want to be held in place
and to be told that the crowd is cold