My hands are growing numb
From the monsters trying to overtake
For they know that my writings
Are what releases them
Now I can't stay still for long
Or they will beat me
So I shake my hands
I tap my fingers
To keep from falling in
I fight with my words
Whilst still being silent
And I know that sometimes
It looks a bit violent
But I do not care
For it's how I deal
And prove that the monsters
Aren't entirely real
Until next time - ☔
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When Rain Falls
Poetry"When rains fall And shadows crawl That's the time I hear my call A random word Is all I heard Now I write With emotions stirred" That poem essentially describes how I write the poems in this book. All of the poems are mine. Also the poems get bet...
