The Howling

Written by me 9/25/2008

 

The Howling

Written By Jeannette B

9/25/2008

 

Late at night, you can hear the faint sound,

You wonder what it is,

Maybe you shouldn't turn around,

But you know it's hiding in the mist,

You hear it coming closer than ever before,

Not knowing what you're in store,

The howling gets closer to you,

Can it be so true,

Though it's not just your typical wolf,

That starts coming up behind you,

Howling at the moon so true,

Feeling the urge to run fast,

Hoping your life will last,

Throughout the night,

The stars glowing so bright,

You run into the woods,

Hoping to escape it somehow,

If only you could,

Hoping to not leave a trail,

The shapeshifter starts to get near,

Your heart pounding that you can't bare,

Feeling the sweat coming off your back,

Hoping to lose track,

Of what is chasing you,

How can tonight be so cruel,

You're not ready to die,

Time moving quickly by,

Than you stop,

For you feel the blood coming down your back,

You feel your neck pop,

Your skin starts to crack,

Feeling the bite creates such pain,

You can hear yourself scream,

Knowing that your life has come to and end,

As has your friends,

By day, something has changed,

You had awakened,

Can this be so deranged,

Have you become as what they are,

You look to the moon and the stars,

Tonight it's once again full,

How can this world be so cruel,

You start to cringe in pain,

Feeling the change,

Now you see your life has been rearranged,

Now you go and seek the need,

And you realize you have to feed,

Just to stay alive,

So now when the moon is full,

You can hear yourself howl,

Your body has taken an undertoll,

The wind is mild,

As you go into the night,

Satisfying your desire,

The moon glowing so bright,

As the shape shifter continues to run into the fire.