The worship of wolves I am in a room full of wolves. I go...

The worship of wolves

I am in a room full of wolves.
I go to bed and sleep with wolves,
I drink water with them.
Now I can think about my life.
They are watching me and just can wait a sign
Something to remember them
That one day everything will end well.
They watch me, each of them individually
Any movement of mine is a good sign
That I am still there, that I have not yet departed.
I can strech one hand, I can stand up, I can speak,
They are still there and are waiting
Something that can happen anytime.
In vain I do tell them to leave wherever they want,
For nothing I show them that this room is full of wolves.
They looked at me attentively
And just waiting for a sign of mine
For everything to end well and leave.

RightWords Translation