The First Werewolf

The First Werewolf

A Poem by Allie :)
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I really wrote this just to prove to someone that I was better...I didn't know how into to it I'd get...it kinda swept me away!

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With the rising of the moon,
my demons want to play.
Reality disappears,
my reason leaves with day.

I break down my walls
as the change overtakes.
I stare at this monster
the nighttime creates.

My throat burns with desire,
a yearning for blood.
My teeth are stained red
my fur caked with mud.

The power rushes through me
through this animal I've become.
My muscles quiver under fur,
and I begin to run.

So fast, so strong,
I feel like I'm on top of the world.
Though I know at the sunrise
I'm just an average girl.

Darting past trees,
flying through the wind of night.
I've never felt so free.
Nothings felt so right.

My heart has turned to ice.
My soul has run away.
I'll soon have my emotions back
when I see the light of day.

I see you in the distance
and the anger is in the lead.
I want to hear you cry.
I want to see you bleed.

But before I end your life
you get a glance into my eyes.
You see all of te pain you've caused.
Your disbelief, your lies.



© 2011 Allie :)


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wow good poem...can make a grown girl cry or maybe just realize further that pride might underlie some of this poetry perhaps? just a view...I would never want anyone to cry but to change to be a better man..my page will reflect healing light here and there...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I love this. :) The fantasy werewolf is always really interesting. I really like your style in writing and the whole poem is flowing and tells a magnificent story about a creature who is forcibly under a curse and under such rage constantly when turned that they cannot tell the difference between themselves and how they are. And, the ending was great, especially how it sort of twists towards the person actually having a reason for her to be made at them, since they caused her pain and lied, instead of them being innocent and her being confused. Great job! Brava!! ^o^

Posted 13 Years Ago


I love this one. Partly because I like werewolves haha but mostly because it's a great write. Your imagery is good, but a little more detail about the feel of being the wolf and the change would improve it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nice job on this, I liked it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


you rock love this ,My throat burns with desire,
a yearning for blood.
My teeth are stained red
my fur caked with mud.

The power rushes through me
through this animal I've become.
My muscles quiver under fur,
and I begin to run.

Nice to have ya around here!


Posted 13 Years Ago


wow good poem...can make a grown girl cry or maybe just realize further that pride might underlie some of this poetry perhaps? just a view...I would never want anyone to cry but to change to be a better man..my page will reflect healing light here and there...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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I am an Allie :) I love to write (duh) and wrote my first poetry about my hampster, Fluffles in the 3rd grade. I am a notorious flirt, but hey! What can I say?! I love the boys! :D But keep in mind,.. more..

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