Dark Wolf's Day

Today, there was no battle. I didn't fight. I spent the day with my dark wolf. We missed each other. He stroked my hair and gave me apathy. I made it from my bed to the couch and actually got up around 4 in the afternoon. No textbook was opened. I hardly thought about homework. I laid there and watched the snow, jealous of its passion. 

He's still here, not wanting to leave. He's in the silence of my room. My loneliness nourishes him. I have to be careful not to feed him too much. He's been my friend, my comfort for so long.. before the drinking and the drugs. I could never starve him. Sometimes, I just have to pet him and acknowledge that he's there. He's a part of me. My self-pity, my arrogance, regret.. is all a part of me. Today, was dark wolf's day.