Lost...A Werewolf Poem
The glass is shattered and there is blood staining the sheets
Her scream echoes out mournfully through the empty streets
There is none left to hear her devastated cries
As she struggles to believe the sight before her eyes
Sobs racking her body her lips spilling her denial
The massive wounds down his body bloody and fatal
Slipping in the blood she pulls him to her arms
Far too late to keep him safe from harm
Unable to breath she feels herself start to sink
Struggling against a madness rising she tries to think
Holding him tight to her naked breast she rocks to and fro
Her mind filling with images she doesn’t want to know
The heat had been overwhelming burning her skin
As she had struggled to contain the fierce evil within
It had beat against every part of her demanding its release
From its power she could find no peace
As the new moon rose, the chains didn’t hold at all
As she was gripped by the curse, lost to the beast call
Holding him close locked in the never ending nightmare
Memories assaulting her mind, her sins open and bare
The beast had wanted to hunt and kill
To feed on fresh flesh, to feel warm blood spill
Cursed half woman half wolf she had hunted
Its lust and desire to kill refusing to ever be stated
The screams and cries had only fed it’s…her rage
There was nothing that stopped the bloody rampage
Terrified faces of neighbours and friends filling her vision
Their bodies dropping behind her, torn and broken
The glass had shattered around her, his beloved face fearful
Holding his hands out to her, he had been so hopeful
But without thought or care she had torn him apart
Her clawed hands, pulling out his fear filled heart
The blood dripping down the walls all around
As in the distance the sirens started to sound
Smoothing back his hair she gently kissed his face
Wishing with everything she had that she could take his place
She didn’t move as the door was kicked in
Covered in the blood of her victims she wanted to pay for her sins
Filling the room their voices carrying their horror at the sight
Naked and bloody she didn’t wish to fight
Looking up through her gore filled hair
Fear filling them as they met her inhuman stare
The sound of their pounding hearts filled her head
They didn’t know it yet, but they would be the ones to shoot her dead
The beast roared its denial deep inside
As she slowly stood with nowhere to hide
Ignoring the guns raised high, their warnings to stay still
She knew she had to make them ready to kill
She couldn’t be captured or they would all die
Desperation filling her, she attacks with a heartbreaking cry
The bullets striking her slender frame
Her arms open as she fell, waiting for death to claim
But as her blood spills across the floor
The beast comes to life with a terrible roar
The fur covering her contorting body
As the fresh bullets pumped into her making the beast more angry
Lost to the curse in the light of the midday sun
The werewolf didn’t even think to run
As it leapt tooth and claw ripping
Through flesh and bone savouring the screaming
Her soul breaking in its triumphant howl
She was nothing more than a monster foul
Her father had been right all along
Amongst humans she would never belong
The glass was shattered and the blood stained the walls
As the wolf raced towards the distant sound of her father’s call
The dream that had become nightmare fading behind her
No longer willing to be the girl, she was now only the monster…
