Poems from Grahamacre00
I once did wield
a sword of light
and a crested shield,
these I carried into fight
society's worst nightmare.
I gained, after long, the...
I am passable and passing
Neither commended
Nor condemned
And soon to be concluding
The petals of a flower
Glow softest red in hue,
Below thorns pierce the hand.
Blood is rosy too.
You are just a fleck of foam
floating on a frothing sea of father’s fickle fury.
Your feet are flayed to fresh flesh and
you have long...
You need bandaging
You want to be bent into four and bundled into quilted blankets
To be with yourself and build up a burning heat
To sweat...