struggle of the monster

A Poem by Nyanachi

bean's grow in the dark,
in the light
they've met the you weeks ago
you've forgot
coiling slowly together creating a net of green
the sky is broken up
small shards of it
intruding though spots
amongst the leaves
soil is soft and fragrant
trying to become a part
of the beauty
the monster struggles
to enter
the circling of plants
bloody eyes feast
on visions
of wind dancing branches
claws reach near worms
burying itself with that natural smell
and thinks
"I dont fit in"
it begins the ways
we expect it to;
destroying