As I look up into the midnight sky, 
I feel the restlessness in my soul grow,
Feel it encompass me, 
Compel me to move.

I cannot fight this compulsion, 
Even if I tried.
My feet move of their own accord, 
And I follow.

I feel the blood pumping through my veins, 
I hear the trickle of every drop.
It rages inside of me,
Like a caged animal rushing toward freedom.

My skin tingles, 
This is just the beginning, I know. 
I brace myself for what is to come,
And it will come.

My bones fight against the onslaught it has to endure, 
A fight it cannot win.
They twist and contort,
Their breaking point savagely tested.

Shedding my clothes as I move into the dense undergrowth, 
Not out of a need to be free of them,
More because they have to be free of me. 
No false modesty needed where I am headed.

Skin bristling as I don my new coat, 
All discomfort shed like worn out garments,
As moonlight casts its illuminating essence 
On my feral transient form.

Running free, feeling untamed,
As I howl madly up at the full moon, 
Her radiance feeding my soul, 
Fueling the fire that rages out of control inside of me.

My legs mercilessly pounding the ground beneath me
As the miles behind me grow
All inhibition being laid in my wake 
As the horizon stretches boundlessly before me.

A wild hunger growing inside of my ravenous soul
A hunger that will not be sated
Until I reach my destination, 
And give myself over to the frenzy I so deeply crave.

I am free once again....