A Calling of Something Wild

It lurks in the shadows,
within the depths of our soul.
It beat as one,
with the bearer of the heart.
Longing to escape its prison,
of a body that is growing old.
Crying, howling into the night,
praying for a sweet embrace.
Will this pain ever end?
Its teeth sinking in,
ripping the flesh of the heart and soul.
The innocence of the unknown.
The knowledge of the past.
Yearning for the wisdom of the future.
Running into the night,
seeking the eternal light.
All we can do is call for help,
screaming into deaf ears.
Hoping to find the wild side,
of our lives.....
slave of Real Master