She is thrown to the wolves.
They all watch as she stumbles, every one disapproves.
Beginning to stand up, she wonders if they can truly smell fear? While noting that they are getting rather near.
She wishes she could go back.
Now she's left hoping she isn't worth the energy of the pack.
AN: Written by me
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Poetrycollection of writings from my unhinged girl mind🎀 Completely unedited or beta'd just a girl in her 20's fighting for her life (mentally, physically, and emotionally)
