Reads: 274  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 0

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

The grip of fire
Slays at the spire
Stays on the wire 
And keeps climbing higher
Never getting tired
Some even admire
That who isn't a liar
Wayward he is carried
He's taken to be buried
Abandoned for the acts
That people thought were scary
But he just sat staring
As he once fought for them
But no one seemed caring
Revenge he swore
He doesn't care anymore
But revenge he'll never have
For he was dead at last.

Submitted: January 11, 2018

© Copyright 2021 MirroredIMG. All rights reserved.

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

Add Your Comments:

Facebook Comments

Boosted Content from Other Authors

Article / Non-Fiction

Book / Action and Adventure

Short Story / Thrillers

Other Content by MirroredIMG

Poem / Fantasy

Poem / Romance

Poem / Poetry