All I can see are the red flames.
In a mirror, there are only scars.
To everyone else this all but a game.
They are the ones who ask for my spars.
Nothing I do is right
But it is always my fault
Let them give into the fright
I always try to avoid the thought.
It is always difficult to hide the darkness
But then again, why even bother?
It is true that I am not harmless.
Just back away
And you’ll be safe.
You could survive another day
And this should be the case.
Of all those I haven’t fought
I always try to avoid the thought.
I may seem dangerous,
But only when provoked.
Many are in danger of
Me going for your throat.
Be careful where you bring the fight
Cause I will not be afraid to bite
So you think that you’re a match?
Then watch out for my scratch.
I have anger pent up inside.
So it’s best to step aside.
If you provoke me
Then I will be
The Big Bad Wolf
About the Creator
Kate Grafton
I love writing poetry and fantasy stories. In high school I wrote my first novella and continue to write more.
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