The monster came out last year
It tried again this year
Life means nothing to it
Chemicals
Environments
Genes
It grabs onto those who struggle
If you hear it coming
Run away
Too late
It touched you
The monster scarred you
One way or another, you are changed
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of Life
PoesiaLife is fun. Life is hard. This is just free style poetry to share experiences.
