inevitability

i know you. i know you're out there. locked in your cage, with a lit torch in your hand, trying to keep the wolves at the bay. without noticing that, in your despair, the wolves are already in. around you. watching you. waiting. you deny them. but your denial only makes them stronger. i know you are afraid. not of the unknown, though; this time, you know everything. and that's why you're so afraid. that's what scares you. that's why you keep spinning your torch insanely in the air. you wanted things to be different. but they aren't. and the wolves, they do not fear you or your dying fire. they are just waiting. waiting for you to fall.