Awakening

The roar, a low rumble traversing the African Plain,
awaking the beast within as she settles in her new skin,
Growing pains, as had happened during puberty,
This new creature, still unsure of her feet,
wanting to play but her hunger compels her to hunt.
She circles back to the lands just south of her den
Those were times of plenty and her belly was always fat,
Now she retreated to the den,
finally licking her wounds and allowing herself to heal,

Jasmine, wake up...

It was another one of those dreams,
but she wasn't asleep, she had experienced black outs,
Her subconscious wanted to talk to her
but she was too preoccupied,
be still and listen,

I'm sorry that I wasn't there to protect you but you have to move on, you can not allow yourself to be consumed by the plan. Things don't go as you plan, you have to learn to roll with the punches. You are a big girl now and you'll don't cry. Understand this love is not one sided,