You're a beast
Dark, your heart
Sinster, your ways
Yet you don't hurt me

A wolf you say
Big and bad
Missing your Red Riding Hood
But you guard me

Pumped with poison
Stacked with sleeplessness
On the hunt for prey
Though, kindly you guide me

You lick my wounds
And share your warmth
You even seem to enjoy me

I'm no Little Red
More like a Wendy
And soon she will return

But your fur, your eyes
Your toothy grin
Seem a lot like Neverland

Never thought
I'd find myself in
A Fairy Tale
Crisis