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lua Oct 2019
i feel their eyes on me as i walk along the street
their mouths hung agape, panting like dogs
like a wild pack of wolves
hungry
ready to pounce
ready to strike
ready to ****
i lower my head in fear
my heartbeat quickens as it sinks to my stomach
i walk and i walk and i walk
i run and i run and i run
and when i turn my head over my shoulder
i don't see them behind me
but i watch them from afar
each howl and snarl that slither through the cracks and gaps between jagged teeth
their blood stained paws move to the side
and i see it
i see it
i see it!
it was another wolf!
but it had collapsed
and when i turned my head to the side
all i saw was teeth marks
and red
red
red.
it was a traitor
NM Jun 2019
People run in packs because they don't feel safe alone.

I run alone because I don't feel safe in packs.
Thought to reshare. (:
Gabriel burnS Jun 2017
A pack of wolves is
Sometimes preferable
To a pack of cigarettes
Makes for a coup de grâce
A merciful death
And I’m fresh out of wolves
aaahhhhooooooooooooowwwl . . .
              long silence
aaaaaahhhaooooooooooooowwwwwl . . .
               even longer silence

Lonely wolf of the night
   howl of loneliness so blight

Steel
Concrete
Glass

In our own wilderness tonight
Full of fright
Running with the pack
On pack mentality

No black . . . no white
Only shades of gray

— The End —