i think i know where the idea of werewolves came from

because if it hadn’t been invented yet

id invent it every day i felt a flash in my eyes and flick of my tongue

every day i felt a monster breathing my breath and cracking my knuckles

every claw at my own skin to keep it in

every scream to get it out

id invent werewolves because i have a wolf in my blood

i have a beast that snarls when its hungry

i have a howl of every bottled up emotion ready to bite

i feel the full moon like it glows with my own rage

i’ve never hurt a soul except my own when i fought the beast all that was damaged was my own

we fought and wrestled as i tore off his skull and felt headless

i clawed at his eyes till i couldnt see

and all that i saw was me

it was me i was it we fought eachother until i knew

we were never meant to split with a single victor torn to shreds

we were meant to be one in my breath you feel us both pulsing with the same beat

flexing and flowing

and i have never felt strong until i had a wolf as my back bone

alive with a full moon in my eye