Whispers in the night

(Note: I know it don't rhyme T.T)
Running through the never ending fields of snow.
Trying to reach something that was never there.
There's no redemption here. It's all a dead end.
A frosted hell, poured from the seven angels above.
Surrounded by the howls of many, but they're just-
Whispers in the night.
Running through the ever rolling hills.
Nothing to bind you down against your will.
The summer leaves whips you right round, and around.
The summer dream that could never end.
Unless the sun's stay was to be forfend.
The laugher of those you hold dear don't sound the same, cause they're just-
Whispers in the night.
Running through the everlasting battle field.
You've got fucking blood on your paws.
Running through the everlasting battle field.
There's a crown of thorn upon your head.
Howl at the moon.
A war cry of doom.
The moon howls back.
So did your fallen pack.
You collapse on your paws. A hate driven cry.
You struggle to stand, you fight and you try.
Surrounded the by blood of those who you've harmed.
You think to yourself, what have I done?
A light shines onto the land. You look up to see the sun.
(This is more of a song than a poem tbh. And if you want, you can make a story abt it)
Category:Ducky's Animal Tales