I am a Wolf

Wolf

I am not a rose but a thorn
I hurt everyone touching me
They say i was cursed before i was born
To be honest shit is killing me

I have furs like a wild dog
I grip a prey and vanish in a fog
Some say my blows are like a wolf
With a bad past like a cursed oaf

Whatever they fucking call me
From the bones i have been fighting
Burning my past into odorous stream
Yeah i'm a wolf and i will stop their scoffing

I underwent an overwhelming mutation
Split up my cocoon apart
 A caterpillar morphed into a butterfly
A wolf incarnate out of the pod
A strong being like the iron rod

  • Author: Wolf (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 31st, 2022 02:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: I am the wolf The wolf's spirit embedded deep to the core
  • Category: Nature
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