weak

here I lie
don't know why
to weak to utter just one cry
my vision blurred...
my hearing dazed...
but my spirit... seems unfazed
I faintly remember a frightening sound
I sensed the danger lurking around
collapse
a crimson stinging wet
no need for worry
no need to fret
my neck is sore but that's okay
I'll make it home any way.
my family needs me
they love me so
I've laid here for a while though
my breathing is heavy
my body is cold
I wonder now what events will unfold
I left for a hunt
to feed my pups
and her...my love
as white as a dove
my brown eyes are gray
I'm covered with snow
I have to get up soon
I have to go home.
could I...die?
no that can't be.
I have to go home
my family needs me...
I'm weary from travel
I must just be tired
from chasing that elk there that I admired
no need to worry
no need to weep
I'm closing my eyes now
so just let me sleep