The Wolf's Redemption

Perched on his life's precipice.
A boy sits at the world's edge
on a cliff high above the swell.
"WHY ME!
I HAD A FAMILY,
A BROTHER AND SISTER
SO CLOSE TO ME;
A FATHER AND MOTHER
EVER SO LOVING ME!
WHY GOD CURSE AND FORSAKE ME!"
he yells and yells to nobody and everybody
but no answer comes for the one true question,
why.

I see him there in complete and utter lonely despair
I know his pain. The self hatred and regrete.
Confusion clouds his mind not sure what is
He looks down at the crashing water below and I
know what occupies his mind.
A thought I had long ago and wished it to be so.
A painful death, nothing calm and quiet, like a slipping slumber.
A thrashing, crashing death one I would remember.
Atonement for the deeds done.
For the blood I spilled beneath the full moon light.
I have to act quickly to offer him what was once given to me,
Redemption
No bible verse or words of christ but a reason to live, a way of life.

I run to him, diving into my primal form; like submerging in a mountain spring
but so much more refreshing.
For a brief moment I lose myself in the winds as it rustles my wolf skin
what an enchanted feeling freedom is.
Embracing this wondrous curse has set me free.
But alas I have no time to waste,
to save this soul I must make haste.

As I approach I make my presence know and step back up into my incarcerated human form
Each time imprisoning all of me.
Jailed up behind these bars called humanity.
A vile vile place full of crime, weakness and insanity.
Upon his face a whirlwind of emotions but one I clearly see beneath the surface relief
relief from thinking he can stop questioning his own reality.
.