“Fighting against my nature has worn me out
The wolf is coming forward she’s not giving up
She was unable to run wild for so long
That Im going to need to buckle up for this storm
The hunger, the need of a wild run
Poor Wolfy hasn’t had any fun
But I tried to fit in, I tried to be normal
What was I thinking I can’t handle all their turmoil
I took us to the forest, she’ll be safe to come out
It’s so dark surely no one will be about
Let my hair down, remove the clothes
I feel so vulnerable right now
I’ll be a wolf in a second and I’m not even sure I remember how
I can feel the moss on my feet now from the forest floor
God I’m really doing this, the moon is full..it’s time
No going back now, this is not a sweet sleepy nursery rhyme
It’s all blood, fangs, claws, fur
She’s eating good tonight whatever she can lure
I starve her continuously with my rabbit food
She’s going for meat tonight…
She’s getting a steak
And mixing it all down with a blood chlorate
I’m runny god It feels so good
I feel so out of control and free
This is it, I understand, this is me
We aren’t two, we are one
I just have to believe…”
Poem titled Steak Night, written by me copyright 4/21
Sasysquatchgirl 