We descend into the new lands,
Crying tears of pain.
The death of one another,
Is seen here once again.
It takes you as a victim,
And I can only scream.
I need you for another day,
How much do you mean?
YOU ARE READING
Being Creative
PoetryThese are all the poems that I have written in the poetry games in the Clubs section of Wattpad.
