the cainin will lure u threw

The Canin will lure you threw..

Afraid my tears may give me away,
feeling my rims burn on my face.
I step outside in the cold and gray
and take a stroll with slow, steady grace.

Minutes have passed or maybe hours.
I stop dead at the foot of woods.
Two wolves stare me whole, devour
as I glance from where I stood.

A low, faint whisper is heard all around,
"Come child, we will not harm you."
I realize it was they who spoke those sounds
and knew instinctively what I had to do.

Closer, closer I seem to step,
knowing they were true hellish dread.
The two demon wolves stood as kept,
as I came forth, desire to be dead.

Their electric eyes seem fairly pleased,
lulling forward as I lay.
Readying to kill me, my decease
as I find myself to pray...

Author's Note

i didnt really know how to end it..