Caged Wolf

by Redrum

POEM: Squall's emotional walls. I picture him as a wolf, rather then a lion. Allthough I think he can fit into both categories. :

Caged Wolf

Darkness falls around me,

I try to block out people's accusations with my walls,

but they're just not high enough.

They build and build each day,

but still never reach infinity.

My wall's of isolation soon begin to trouble me,

I feel like a trapped wolf pacing a too small cage.

I see someone's hand trying to reach out for me over these walls.

I try so hard to grasp them, but they remain just out of reach.

Sighing in defeat I turn back into my darkness

and begin to pace.

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Author Notes: What do you think? I think it suited my mood. And I felt like writing so I came up with this.

I picture Squall as a wolf better then I can picture him as a lion. Wolves are passionate, quite and secretive. That and I just really like wolves. :) Everyone I know thinks of me as a wolf, so maybe thats why. ;)