This is me in Curse form... the bloody tear is because I'm tired of being cursed... I want the curse broken, so I can't kill or harm others...

"Full Moon":

When the full moon is out...
Things get a little bit different...
Everything changes...
For good...
And for bad...

The world changes it's point of view...
Man becomes a beast...
And a beast becomes a man...

Everything changes when it's a full moon...
Everything is either good or bad...

Hormones are risen...
Love is strengthen...
Hatered is demenisd...
Anger is your worst eniemy...
Tieds are stronger than before...
Eniemies are weaker and fewer...

When the full moon is out...
Things get a little bit different...
Everything changes...
For good...
And for bad...

[HOWL]

"Transform..."

By day...
Your yourself...

By night...
You feel...
Like a animal...

During the day...
We can be ourselves...

But at night...
We become something...
Or someone else...

"Dark Hunt..."

We only hunt in the darkness...
Because the shadows...
And night...
Are our only friends...

We don't like to hunt during th day...
Because the shadows...
Aren't dark enough...
We easily get killed...


All three of these poems come to my mind everytime I transform, but still I want it broken...