The wolf in me
As my heart burns of hatred , I run into the woods, tearing through the angry wind. The stones biting my naked feet and the twigs pinching at my tender flesh. My wolf suges forward, ripping my skin. My bones break and tears leak down my cheeks, the physical pain breaking my emotional barriers. Just when the pain becomes too much, my wolf howls high into the night sky. Seeking comfort from the full moon. Her senses sharp, making it easier for me to follow the trail. My wolf takes control and I bow down to it. My pain becomes her pain. My anger becomes her anger and, My revenge becomes her revenge. The silky smooth fur scarred by the pointy thorns, the blood reddening the heavenly white exterior. She looks feral, ready to rip down your throat. She can smell your fear, your perspiration giving you away. Her claws extended she stabs at your blackened heart, her canines sinking into your neck.. There is no escape now, cuz you my imp are on the verge of entering hell and she my love is a for...