A/N: This is my poem, it is on how I thought Remus Lupin would feel during the Full Moon when he transforms. Please review.
Misunderstood,
Howling into the night,
Having no control,
Losing the fight.
Battling bravely,
The end is near,
Trying not to give up,
Trembling with fear.
But instints takes hold,
The human has gone,
The war is over,
The werewolf has won.