Poems from eLochNessMonster
We all come from our mother's womb
Into a world of peace.
Or so we think until we've grown
And innocence has ceased.
By ten we've had...
Poems are eyes
And pictures.
A scene you were not present for
But still somehow lived.
It is a fallen leaf
On the other side of the world...
Tell me why hearts shatter
When they aren't made of glass.
How does saddness accumulate
Into such a solid mass?
How is it possible that...