A poem about a person who spends half the year as a wolf, I guess.

This body~

This body betrays me

Slipping from what I know

Into what I don't want to

Tearing me of my own thoughts

Stripping me of my blissful humanity

I lose you to this curse of mine

And every summer I have to try

To hold onto your memory

To hold onto your feel

To hold onto who I am

As this winter starts to peel

Myself away

From the inside out

Making me forget what matters most

You

*goes with the story I'm writing*

Reveiw if you want. I think it's pretty horrible. But I think that about all my work.