A Poem About Brigitte, from her POV. I do not own Ginger Snaps. This is after the 2nd movie, when she is in ghost's cellar. Enjoy, probably not very good but oh well, it happens wen ur bored during finals XD.
TRAPPED
Years.
That's how it feels,
Although it's only been a week.
The cold reaches my bones.
The beast takes over more everyday.
Yet, even with my new strength,
I still have yet to get away.
She beats me when she comes.
An if the beast were fully grown,
I'd probably tear out her lungs.
This cellar is damp,
The days and nights are long.
I long to run free
As the wolf I will become.
I wait in here
With the smell of rotting flesh.
Until I can break free,
And start out fresh.
The bitch-girl,
She can die.
All I have to do
Is bide my time.
But until then..
It looks like I'm trapped.