Random Poems About Life....

Sad poems. Love poems. Anything.

From the Ash: Book I

Five days. It took me five days to crawl out from the bowels of the rubble. Emerging from my tomb, into a world nothing more than a wasteland; propelled into chaos where everyone has all but lost their humanity. My name is Phoenix, and the world as I knew it ended that day. The day the human race was nearly eradicat...