A/N: Hey, I just saw Edward Scissor hands for the first time(all the way through) .. such a good movie.. so i decide to write a poem about it.. so here it is.. enjoy!

Emotions of a Monster.....

Trying not to scar myself,

as I walked down the narrow hallway.

Towards the end,

there stands a door,

My mind races for the right things to say..

For beyond the smooth surface of wood,

stands this amazing creature.

I want to tell her how I feel,

to tell her that I need her.

But how could she ever love me?

The monster that I am.

How can I prove that apperence is nothing?

That I am truley a real man?

She will never notive me.

I will be alone for life.

Besides, who could love a monster,

with caresses made of knifes?

Pwease review!!! tell me what you think! ;)
THE ANGEL