dark whispers darkness falls upon me as it boils in my veins
by matthew j Nicholson my cursed blood changes me
and alters my body
it creates dreams that slowly become reality
and i fall from the light and enter the realm of sorrow
and pain
the undead will raise from their graves for flesh
i become that demon inside me that whispers in my ear
it will tell me things
terrible things
my body writhes upon the icy cold ground
its painful chill cools the fire in my body
i open my eyes and the full moon shines down upon me
i see nothing
yet i see everything
i look at my hands and the razor sharp claws
they carve deep lashes into the terrible cold stone
i tear the cloths off of me and reveal my furry body
i scream loudly as i still burn from the inside
it sounds like a growl
more like a howl
it is almost over
i can feel it tearing my sanity away
i finally stand and howl again
at the moon my voice fill the air
it shines down at me unrelenting
my army is at the ready
waiting
silent in the night their bones chatter restlessly
their shrill screams pierce the still air as I glare at them proudly
they are ready to die again
ready to fight again
forever i will rule them
it is my curse
and it is my destiny