The Curse

The Curse

A Poem by christoph V. II

The Curse

Everyday I live with a curse, which I cannot run from. 
A curse which comes every full moon. 
When the wolf in me comes out. 
When I'm a wolf I do not care for human life.  
I only care about feeding and killing.
 I am unstoppable...
 You try to kill me & your the one who dies. 
I am stronger than all. 
But when the full moon is gone I am weak. 
I cry over all the horrible things I did.
But I have to accept that I have the curse of the wolf.
 I feel I must cage it.
But sometimes I feel like I want to release the wolf on my enemies.
Hey maybe this curse can be fun maybe this is not a curse maybe its a gift.                         

© 2010 christoph V. II


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wow. nice. i like it. a lot.

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I am new to writing and I think I might be good at it.I am a cool laid back dude,and I am very creative.I'll write from time to time or when I have an idea that needs to come out. more..