Poem - 29 April 2019, 16:54

Monster

Time of year for monsters.
Creeping out of the dark,
Into somber lives,
Who welcome them with passion.

Gruesome feelings loved upon,
By the heartless monsters,
Who trick all truth out,
While using it against you.

You wonder how you ended up stranded,
Leaving emotionless struggles,
That weave your new Identity,
Showing the new monster who is growing in you.

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Mystery

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Edward Williams29 April 2019, 18:41

Monsters are invisible ..but they are 100% real .. some times our closest friends and family are monsters and some times we become the monster.. other times we acully pay for monsters and let the monster hurt us again and again and keep going back for more ..

i think you pieced this poem together ABSOLUTY perfectly when I read it all the little lines come together it feel like I can see exactly why u used certain lines and it’s soo metaphorical and literal at the same time ..
“gruesome feelings loved upon by the monster who trick all truth out”
brilliant phrase Ella brilliant topic and brilliant poem . 3/3 lol
I would give 100 stars if I could
Eddy