Stare into fear filled eyes
A grin spreading on a face
Watching as they try to run
Knowing they can never escape
The thrill of the chase
Blood beating through a heart
The smell of fear all around
Intoxicating every breath
Trailing quickly behind
Wanting it to forever last
Adrenalin pumping
Calmness sweeping the mind
Pouncing upon them
Clawing flesh away
The feeling induced
Pleasing in every way
Blood stenches the air
The form soon stills
Liquid begins to stop
All becomes still
Bloody hands raise
A howl piercing the night
Silence thickening now
No sound at all
A palm slowly raises
To the crouched form
Taking in the scent
Of the once living creature
The full moon calls
Hidden by cloud
Transformation has begun
Cannot be stopped now
Torn from a throat
A scream heard at night
Fur begins to flow
Pain once again
Eyes no longer human
Look at it’s feast
A muzzle descends
And begins to eat
As the night has begun
Too soon it will end
Time will go bye
Until it begins again
Copyright 2003 Bloody_Hands
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