Poem #4
#2 of My Poems
a short one, but i hope it'll please someone ^.^
I howl out to the moon,
Screaming with all my rage,
Awesome power flowing all around me,
It's color purple in mine eyes.
Shaking as i howl,
Tears streaming down my cheeks,
A pattern forms along my body,
Glowing brightly while flames rage around me.
I look down towards my arm,
The pain enormous,
My eyes look down upon it.
My hand looks black and burned,
Down past the wrist, Halfway to my elbow,
An after image upon my fleshy appendage,
So surreal, yet unreal, my hand looks normal,
but it stays numb, like it's dead and gone,
a phantom sensation running Along it,
halfway up to my elbow.
As the power builds, as i scream louder,
with tears in my eyes, I jerk awake,
Free from a terrifying dream,
Wet from perspiration,
Feeling slick even as my mate tries to embrace,
then jerks back away,
remarking how hot i am,
as if i'm running a fever.