Here it is
They call me a monster
Accuse me of crimes
My brothers desert me
Howling moon cries

The full moon she calls me
On four feet I run
Through forest and bushes
Yet the Shadow Wolf won

The first of my side
To shift to a wolf
Yet packless I am
Forever a lone Wolf

Destined to be
So strong and so fierce
But cursed forever
Be packless alone

Only one shot was fried
But with it my love
My hope for the future
Swallowed by blood

Anger coursed through me
The river ran red
But my sorrows still tore me
Nightmares in my head

I am a monster
Loveless my heart
Blood stains my paws
The rain it runs red

And yet for some reason
Regretless I am

A/n this poem belongs to hela-of-asgurd