I feed myself to the wolves

Because they are starving

Their growl and grin

Eyes of the full moon

Bellies gurgling and biting.

I give them my flesh and meat

Whatever they need.

They're famished.

Backed into a corner

Pupils the size of an opal

My blood calls to them.

The more I try

To fight their snarls

The more it

Grows.

Pearly whites so

Fine.

Leak dedication and

Persistence.

I comply.

I give my life

For the wolves

That eats away all

My mind

Tormented and tired

Pained but a supplier

I feed myself to the wolves

I cannot hide.

They live inside me.

They are in my eyes.

I grin.