Into The DarkA Poem by Tina KlineA collaboration with Sean M. Addams.
Fleeing into the dark The full moon leaves its mark I race to the distant shore All around me the ocean roars My body hurts and so does my mind In my heart I know I’m out of time I hear a howling inside my head It leaves me trembling with horrible dread It pads down the night beach after me I’m too sick and tired to continue to flee Its wolfish eyes stare with unrelenting flame I know I’m about to experience slashing pain Wishing the midnight waves would soothe my soul Metamorphosis into becoming the beast begins to take its toll Echoing off the sea shells you can hear my demonic yell As bodies begin to bleed into the ocean my reflection looks like hell As the blood washes upon my beastly lips I crave for more The beach becomes a graveyard as many victims float upon the shore The smell of death and wet fur brings a curse to the sandy wind Nothing like seeing bloody salt water and flesh dripping from my chin The deadly screams upon the waves you will struggle for your life Caught inside the claws of a werewolf a bloody casualty from its strife Upon the crimson sand the full moon leaves its mark A shadow of the beast fleeing into the dark At dawn beach combers come upon this grisly sight Seagulls and crabs eating the remains from last night My howl echoes from the depths of a shadowy beach cave Soon others torn apart by the werewolf will be resting in their graves When I waken eventually from the thrall of the full moon I fully come to realize the extent of my hellish doom
© 2010 Tina KlineAuthor's Note
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