I’m 24 but I’m still a teen wolf. 

Prowling the night with an insatiable need for the blood that’s already dripping from my canines. 

Mocking the living, caressing the shadows and, romancing the dead. 

Opulent the kill. The thrill of the shrill bone-chilling screams of the promised and self-serving victims I methodically devour. 

I’m poised to take it all. The great haul, my duty as a sworn defender of all that is sullen about the tepid curmudgeons world. 

Fear me, revere me, and here me out…in my mind, i am king. I’m coming for you.