Erase The Misery

The night took hold,
at the full moons glow.
My claws grew long,
as my hair took form.

My muscles contracted,
as my uncontrollable rage,
went active.

Metamorphosis under way,
victims will pay,
so stay out of my way.

The innocent are my prey,
in the dark where the game,
is played.

Blood-thirsty flesh is what I crave,
before and after,
you're in the grave.

Love is what I need,
to stop the feed,
and change this curse within me.

A woman's love can tame me,
and her strength can derail me.
Her heart can restore me,
and her faith can cleanse me.

I'm a thing of mystery,
living from day to day,
night to night, prowling around,
on earthly grounds.
Struggling, with every part of me.

Someone erase the misery,
held inside of me.
Shelter it, cast it out, or stone it about.

No silver bullets please!
Just a medallion, or spell,
to the beast in me.

Someone take away the pain,
this thing in my veins.
Locked in me.
Let this crying wolf be,
one with humanity.