The wolf.

Part 1.

I come rushing in

I am the hurricane.

With force, and without regard,

My path blazes

Headstrong, I enter the room,

Halfheaded, I have been all along.

While this audience may not know,

Destruction is certain

Swift, my fury.

Bold, my advance.

Heartless, my self.

When I push too hard,

When I seek too strongly,

I never consider those in the way.

The little girl crying.

The father, now without family.

Why did I not care to stop?

Where was my head, my conscience?

I am always caught up in myself,

I hold a mirror in one hand.

A gun in the other

Terror can be fun,

Terror can pleasure me.

I let it control me.

It becomes my arms, my legs,

My thoughts, my desires,

My life.

I never wished to be defined by that which everyone hates.

Yet, I never raised a finger in opposition to my deadly offense.

Is fear, and is loathing,

Worth my pleasure?

Ah, I wish for things I should not do.

I realize when I do them.

A sinner,

I am Lost in myself.

Imperfect, and fully aware,

Yet I do not care.

God, how you must hate me!

How you must look at me with anger.

And yet, with tears.

You never desired me to act this way.

Heartbroken, you still love.

As A wife, who forgives her adulterous husband.

As A father, who welcomes back his prodigal son.

This love,

I can really rest on.

My desires, they take their very own precedence.

May God precede my heart.

May God forgive me, though I am covered in blood,

An Innocent’s blood,

I murdered with full intent.

I cannot hide.

I should not try.

Part 2.

And yet, I am born again.

Yet?

I never deserved any of this.

I am born again.

I am given hope.

I can pull myself out of my own filth.

Well, that’s not true.

I’ve been getting some help.

I am born again.

My mind is renewed.

How can I explain.

I do not desire what hurts me,

And hurts others,

and hurts someone I do not yet know.

I look on with passion.

I move with desire.

A new desire.

I am new.

MY body is new.

Refreshed underneath the skin.

A new desire pulls at my heart.

I am free.

MY chains are gone.

My bondsge has ended.

Now, I may start life brand new.

The blood is fresh on my fangs,

Though, it’s as if it were never there.

The blood has been washed away.

My tools rendered unusable.

My life,

My life is changed.

And I could never be more grateful.

Though, I know, I one day will.

Seeing God in His glory.

How could I not submit?

A life in pain,

Is worth an eternity in joy.

Won’t you join?

Part 3.

My adventure.

I learn that while I live,

I die.

I am no more,

Yet I am reborn.

I have a second chance.

I have an advocate.

I have way out,

Of myself.

While I do sin,

I remain hopeful.

This hope has yet to fail.

I can believe that it’s real.

I can see how really believable it is.

Join me.

I want you to see this glory.

I know you can understand this truth.

This is no cage.

Could it be more open?

The facts are simple.

You get what you deserve.

And yet, something has gone awry.

All it takes is faith.

And devotion, too.

Are they that hard to sacrifice?

Consider these things.

I pray that you’d trust.

As God is our only hope.

As Jesus is our only saviour.

As life is a narrow path.

Jesus is the way.

Jesus is the truth.

Jesus is the life.

I am loved,

So are you.

Take the gamble.

Make the choice.

Love God,

His wonderful plan.

This great salvation.