Werewolf Inside.

By gearhead

 As the sky grow dark, it fills me with fear

For i can feel something coming, its getting near

A defining roar, sends chills down my spine

As i run for the hills, it closes in from behind

A monstrous beast, blood thirsty eyes

A demon of earth, shall i meet my demise 



With a swift strike, it drops me to my knees 

Taunting me, just before the kill

Striking me once more, i fear this is the end

What is this beast, this beast within 

I fear the worst, as i stand back up 

Feeling my arm, what is this stuff? 

Covered in hair, dripping with blood

How did i come to be, this unholy thug

Thirst for flesh, a giant in size 

Fueled bye the moon, a passion to thrive 


This inhuman state, growing inside 

Now what will happen, what will i do?

The werewolf within, is shining through

Theres no stopping this, no way out.


A defining roar, fill's the air

Not knowing what's happening, i seem to stare

Into the distance, city lights blinding my eyes

I start to run, i start to fight

Killing and eating, everything in sight.


The night almost over, i flee to the hills

The moon goes down, i transform once again

Into my self, not quite a man

Wondering helplessly, through this land

I see the destruction, from the night

How could i do this, i start to cry

 I shall  always know, it wasn't me

But the werewolf inside.
 
And i shall feel this pain, for the rest of my life





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Copyright 2012 gearhead
Published on Thursday, October 11, 2012.     Filed under: "Fantasy" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Another crazy idea from someone...
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  • Nehema On Thursday, October 11, 2012, Nehema (962)By person wrote:

    This was another well written piece, congratulations. The inner turmoil can be related to many things in life and the reflection on past events we can't change... - XXOO Scholar

  • A former member wrote: Very few people can write of the crunch of bones properly, the swift change. Some of us don't feel as torturous as you do, for the shift, but I'm glad for this insight. Well done. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: I am gad you didn't end this with:" And I will recite the story with all my might, cos I am noone else but Jacob from Twilight". Seriously though. Very descriptive and adventurous read. I enjoyed it immensely. Scholar

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