wolf.

Fangs dripped with baleful lust. Feral. Glaring with rage and power. Ready to tear apart your mind. Your mind and soul. Your body whole. Beneath the eyes you see a face. A face. Your face. Your face distraught with tears and woes. Those woes you see are all too close. The past. Past in which you saw the end. The end in which you’ll dream again. Be something. Somewhere you’ll feel alone. Inside you always knew; it’s time to say goodbye my dear.