The First Full Moon

He has been bitten by the beast and now walks the earth a cursed man. These are his stories from what He remembers from His long lifetime. His first transformation.

To you the full moon is beautiful isn't it...
Well when I see the full moon I feel the burn from where I was bit...
As the moon starts to break the horizion the pain I know will never quit...
The howls of torture in my heart and soul, I hear the screams of those I once killed...

I still sit out before the moon rises and I just cry...
I still sit out here before the moon rises wondering if tonight will be the night I die...

I look in the mirror and rub my shoulder...
I scream in horror and my skin tears off and starts falling...
My blood starts dripping...
The burning pain I feel gets worse...

I fall to the ground howling and moaning at what is happening...
I rip whats left of my skin, my flesh off...
I look at my hand crying as the hair starts growing...
My bones crack and brake and stretch, my face starts to pull apart...
By now I know the darkness has consumed my cold blooded heart...

Still rolling...
Still growling...
Still screaming...
Still changing...

My senses grow kinner with every passing moment...
It's taking over what once was just a normal man...
The blood is falling like a waterfall of red...
As of now the man you knew at dawn is dead...

The sun is rising...
Blinding me when I wake...
Where am I?
I scream...
Is this my blood?
No... It's the blood of the innocent people I showed no mercy when I was IT...
When IT was me...
These trees are my protection but I hear voices growing closer...
Yells of desperation to find the animal...
To find me...
I deserve my fate but yet I run...
They chase...
The sky rains Tainted blood on my heart, my soul, all my hidden sins...
The guns go off signifying this is the end.