Wolf Eyes
Judging, watching, laughing , I hear all of you.
You’re watching me you think I don’t know
but I can see you in the back of the room, giggling with your friends.
Your laughter feels like knives, cutting into me making me a
smaller weaker version of my self
Your hungry eyes are eating me up, waiting to devour me
I am the rabbit, you’re the wolf
Just for once I would like to be hunting you
I like to make you scared, I like to make you hide
When I catch you , I would not let you die
I would savour your pain instead
Or would that just leave a bitter taste in my mouth
Later to regret and realize the eyes have always been
residing in me and you never even looked my way.
By: Calli
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