Freedom to the full moon

The full moon approaches, I feel it, its coming.
My hair stands on end, a static charge fills the air, I can feel its magic changing me.
The pain is not yet here, later tonight I fear I might not be able to take down these notes.
It always starts with my fur, it grows , always to the same length,silver on the sides and black down my back.
My beard turns to wishers, my voice deepens, and that's the end of the painless part a hour into the night.
The fingernails become weak, break off , and regrows in seconds into claws, I can still bear the pain.
The feet always first, immobile to the floor in the fetus position is best, I wont walk until this is over.
Pain is now unbearable, I feel my bones break one by one,the sound would have been enough to make me turn this fate down, when I had the chance.
Next is my pelvis, my skin burns as it re-stretches over my new form

Adrenaline,

adrenaline, no feeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!

I must embrace it or it gets worst, my back cracks ,

my fingers lengthen to pervert the claws.
last part is about to begin, my soul and face ,

starting with the jaw, it snapps and grows longer.

my teeth break loose,

my k9's grow in there place


my nose, forehead and ears all breaking, changing and becoming free to howl at this glorious moon, my mother, giving birth to me every time

PERFECTION AWAITS...

blood on the floor turned black by the moon

I am allso free, from this pain,
this pain I pay in full for this moment, for my rebirth,


My mask is now removed and I am a wolf again,just for tonight...