The Custody Of A Werewolf Poem by Christian Arebrand

I had the sight of a moonlight burst
Coming like an astronomical shrapnel
Leaving me with cold chills to the bare bone
As if every cell in my body responded

Breathless I looked up on the cold blue
A snaring wind stole me on a tear
It seemed so distant and harmless
But a creepy feeling crawled upon me

Deja vu of those crazy dreams I've had
Terrified by myself what was that I felt
I were ice cold and the skin became darker
Not to mention pain like being ripped apart

The skin burned and cramps controlled my body
Suffering shot me like lightning storms
Every piece of myself broke in a clash
For the sake of my new form suffocating

As subconsciousness catch up out of terms
If only for a moment I could still feel it
Like an adrenaline rush and a blood smell from afar
My body howled so ferocious in its blood thirst

Gripping on earth and dashing away recklessly
Took a bird on a bite and a spew of feathers
Snorting… seeking and running thoroughly
The malice upon finding a victim so precious


Part 2 - Supposedly separated


One leap followed by another
A most glorious beast in the night
The silver gray hair became soaking wet
As rain whipped down with a biting force

Taunted by a distant smell of flesh
Grew a desperate murderous hunger
The inevitable instincts imprisoned me
Claws dug deeper in the mud for every step

With a taste of fear in the air
Dirt was sent blistering around in a quick stop
The nose was triggered by scents nearby
Ears directed and the hunt quickly escalated

Shortly on… a horse had its spine squeezed out in a most hollow squeak
A ferocious bite punctured the throat and stole it’s breath
Forced through bones and ripped out the yet beating heart
Blood kept pumping out within the crushing jaws

The red oozed down freshly on the ground
A lightning swallowed everything with a sudden glow
Rain cleaned and exposed the white collarbones like a smile in the dark
And a joyful howl faded in the valley…