
A man with primal instincts takes on society.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 350 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-07-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2514717
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The Wolf inside of Me
I look fine, don't I?!
Maybe a little rough around the edges.
Maybe a few stains could be cleaned
or maybe I could shave a little.
What are you staring at?!
I am no different from you, I assure you.
You have nothing to worry about.
I do not kill, it is not my nature
But it is the other's nature...
Are you really all that scared
or are you just too blind to see
there's nothing I can do
about this Wolf inside of Me!
It's the look in my eyes, isn't it?!
These eyes, blackened from experience
your innocent white mind
knows nothing about.
But the other one has yet more experiences...
Why do you act this way
can you not even try to see
I can't put up a fight against
this Wolf controlling Me!
Why do you alienate me?!
You shun me, throw me in the corner
Stab me from behind bars
cruelty as if I were an animal
But you are an animal...
Why are you all so frightened
when it is now plain to see
There's no more steps for me to take
The Wolf has conquered me.
Thirst renewed
Smell reborn
New eyes focus in the night
my fangèd muzzle HOWLS!
Now you see!
You knew all along!
I am not one of you!
There is something inside of me!
My thirst is quenched by blood!
My hunger sated by flesh!
I exact Judgment
I take Vengeance
I repay.
Now you in your last fleeting breath
Beg for mercy.
Beg.
And ye shall receive naught but that which is owed unto thee.
Do not Beg.
Take.
TAKE MY FANGS!
Realization bleeds out your neck,
judgment passed on the judge.
Verdict, guilty.
Sentence, death.
Ye who hath judged shalt likewise be judged by He who doth judge all.
Am I a messenger?
No. Far from it.
I take that which is not mine.
Vengeance.
Life.
Blood.
I am not a messenger of God.
Merely a rabid wolf, in a forest of hunters.
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