Poems from Soldier_Of_The_Lost
-Drew O.
Don't come busting through my door frame.
You'll be laying on the carpet with a blood stain.
Nobody cares if you're in a gang gang.
All...
Two years clean from the straight cold knife.
Nobody understands except the man they call Christ.
~Icecream
Clear glass that cuts like a fork tearing flash like a rip in my shorts.
Shattered ceramic like a pale child's doll cutting my vessel like...
I came here to do my best,
just like all the rest.
I stumbled upon the great golden chest.
Just before I take my last breath, I pulled the...