Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Wolf [A Poem]

A full moon rises
I feel the beast stir within
a primal growl escapes my lips
oh god
please not now
not like this
stop this accursed moon from shining
stop me from changing
don't let my little one see me like this
so run
run
run away
to the woods
to the cave
lock me up tight
with chains and manacles
don't let this beast destroy what I love
keep me locked away
until the mornings light
brings me home to them again.

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