When the wolf rears
its ugliest head,
its during those times,
you wish you were dead.
When it sinks it fangs,
into your sensitive flesh,
you wish its strike,
would be your death.
When claws reach out,
mauling without comprimise,
you pray in vain,
'twould be your demise.
When wolf attacks,
and you've not one ally,
its days like that,
you just want to die!!