The Wolf Cries Crow at Apex

To the untrained eye, adoration and denunciation look the same. 

You enjoy preying on the susceptible 

By making it look like you're the one in pain. 

Your wolf is incredibly intelligent. Your crow is abundantly opportunistic. 

The strategic language of your canine 

Makes your home artificially altruistic. 

You are strikingly adaptable

With your Corvus flare, 

Adapting to only coordinate your flock of emotions

To plant your seed of affair. 

The coercive reciprocity you engage in 

Makes you married to your addiction...

Bear with me while I make a depiction

Of your affliction 

Before the conviction

You call fan fiction

Creates a holistic prediction. 

Was that too fast for you? Did it catch you off guard? 

Well, the one reading this is not the one at fault. 

But the one getting this read to is more toxic than asphalt.

Daring to step close while

Daring to fly out 

Makes you vulnerable to light

That will swallow you whole. 

You thought you won

You think your trips make you King — 

Until the only thing you start to trip on is your own self-esteem. 

You repeat the cycle, making your constituents your prey of deceit. 

But your predatory ways only fill the heart you beat 

With emotional, physical, and spiritual defeat.