Wolves like them
By Nelomaxwell 15 Comments
I want to be cold as the winter's moon. I want to be as uncaring as the the seas in the midst of a hurricane. I wish to be as intense as the fires of the sun. I wish to be a wolf like them. Tearing out hearts and leaving them where they lay. I wish I was born with a black heart, destroying souls and ruining lives. I wish sometimes I was like my father. The man was a rake in pain but he had fun hiding it.