They Are..... Poem by Cassie Lee

They are a pack of wolves.
I am their prey.
They approach. They attack.
They haul me away.

They are a flock of crows.
They pierce me with their crimson eyes.
They're malicious and breath only lies.

They are a swarm of bugs.
They're small enoug to crawl under my skin.
Deadly enough to rip my flesh from within.

They can be a bear, a snake, or a shark.
They are mother & father of the house
Queen and King of the dark.