Such wild creatures they are

I laughed while reading the tales

Of Backstabbing,

crude typing,

horrid lived affairs,

I thought they were a hoax

A joke to be played along

But it seems to me

I must’ve been tremendously wrong

* Walking in the forest After fighting for my life In an argument of violent words And gestures all alike, Horrors stowed far away To never come alive Until you catch a glimpse Of what really is inside *

Facing a horrendous scene

Of wolves around me caving in

An issue I thought never to be

Something that couldn’t happen to me

Faces blurred

Features nonexistent

That is until a turn

may have crumbled my decision

These are no wolves

But versions of I,

My heart

My mind

All tearing from inside

For the hoax I thought of all this time

Was about to collect my every dime

From spirit to soul

I would be stuck in this hole,

The same one I laughed about

The same one I began to doubt

For so I stay there

From dusk to dawn

And soon those wild creatures won