Lone Wolf Poem by Javier Falcon

I sit here against this tree,
looking out into the horizon, the sun,
as I look it keeps getting farther.

Me not selfish, I let it go,
I sit here going through life,
taking care of myself.

Standing alone in this world,
confronting everything head on,
living my life fully.

Walking through the rain,
breathing the humidity,
baring the cold which follows.

Plodding through desert heat,
hallucinating as I go,
as my lips begin to crack.

Marching through the heavy winds,
which want to push me down,
and even so I triumph.

Even through the snow I keep on,
as my heart is not affected,
as it is at freezing temperatures.

As I howl into the night, I smile,
knowing that no one will answer,
and I will continue to live on.