Werewolf

by Amanda   Mar 24, 2012


I scream in agony as I hunch forward in pain.
Soon I will no longer be me.
I'll be the thing I've
been running from my entire life.
The thing
that hides under your bed.
The reason you're so
terrified of the woods.
Now as the moon reaches its
highest point in the sky and I finally have no choice
but to give in to the monster
that has waited to long
for me to let my guard down.
I let a tear fall as I say
farewell to a world I will no longer recognized through
wolf eyes.

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