NaPoWriMo day 21

I’m not feeling great so I’m not sure if this will be any good.

It’s too late

I’m past returning

Now there’s falling

Falling and Falling.

Should I stop?

I can’t stop.

Worlds blur together

I am lost

The animal awakens

Hackles fly up

Growling, spitting, transforming

Reptilian needs surface.

I am powerless.

An observer to my fate.

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