• Instinct

    Feel the fire
    The raging desire
    Deep inside.
    To change
    To be something you’re not
    But feel so right as.

    Instinct takes over
    New shape forms, old dies
    Rage sweeps over
    Pleasure takes its place
    Fear collides
    Joy takes over.

    Sing to the moon in your new shape
    Tell it of your tragedies
    And of your wars
    Your memories and harmonies
    That lifts your spirits
    Then changes direction in a twist

    Sing of the never ending want
    The need to be another
    A creature of superiority and strength
    Far more powerful then the original
    Nothing close to normal

    The change is near, you ache for it
    You fear it
    Yet you embrace it
    And welcome it
    It’s who you are.

    Feel the fire
    The raging desire
    Deep inside you can’t control
    To be something different
    Something never normal
    The change is coming
    And you will greet it at the door.