Throw me to the wolves and I’ll comeback.
Not alone, but with the whole pack.

I had to fight to claim what was right.
Despite those scars, I won’t go down without a fight.

And now that I’m coming your way
.
You don’t need to hope and pray.

So step aside and let my heart bleed.
As I ravage my past, now that I’ve been freed.

© L.B Rheaven