Broken Moon

Broken Moon

A Poem by The Wolfman
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He faces the curse once more as He falls in love and once again has it ripped apart by the light of the Full Moon.

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The last thing I wanted was this
To risk her life for my own selfish bliss
But I couldn't go without seeing her for another day
I thought I could control it, some way

I hadn't stopped thinking about her since I left her side
My desire to be with her is something I could never hide
The second I saw her that day, I made everything else disappear
Making me forget about my previous fear

We sat on this very bridge so many years ago
To lost in lust to realize the horror that would follow
She insisted we watch the sun set even when I knew we had to go
Not leaving then was the mistake that causes me so much sorrow

We sat htere wrapped in eachothers arms til the sun set
The last sunset she'd ever see and one I'd never forget
Before I knew it night had fallen
The full moon rising trying to warn me with it's calling

I realized what was happening as my heart started to race
I knew then I had to get her far away from this place
Knowing I had to get her far away from me
But I didn't know how long I had before it took me

I rose and told her to follow me to the car
Not to ask to many questions because we wouldn't be going too far
I took her hand in mine and lied telling her not to worry
Just to get to the car and to please hurry

The doors shut behind us as the engine roared to life
As my stomach twisted and my insides burned like being stabbed with a knife
The moon chases behind us as if it's looking on
Rising higher and higher signifying that hope is gone

That's when it happened, I lost all control
I saw her face one final time before losing my soul
That's when all fell silent and I no longer exist
Having to submit to the wolf that I can never resist

The sun rises as morning breaks, my body caked with mud and dirt
My senses flaring, my blood boiling, my body starting to hurt
I stand and my heart drops at what I see
The car I drove the night before wrapped around a large oak tree

I rush over and sling the passenger door open but the car is empty
I close my eyes and breath in deep and catch her scent on me
The blood covering my body once belonged to her
Then I see the torn remains of my dead lover

Losing her was the beginning to this nightmare
Always looking over my shoulder to catch the full moon's stare
Keeping me from ever getting to close to anyone
That's the curse, to never love and always having to live life on the run

© 2011 The Wolfman


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The Wolfman
The Wolfman

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