* Fallen Angels * Blackened souls and Shattered wings Bring death, destruction And painful screams. Charming and alluring But breaking dreams Fallen from Grace Torn at the seams. Once divine And pure of heart Their wings are clipped Torn apart. Their darkness consumes The Sun’s light Concealing the day Now replaced with night. Walking the … Continue reading Fallen Angels
I look upon the world With tired eyes, Longing for pause As the wretched day dies. Constant threats Loom overhead, New terror arrives 'Fore we bury our dead. My senses are dulled, My nerves are numb. I've been beaten and bloodied like a battlefield drum. I lay my head To drift off to sleep Only … Continue reading Astray
So, I haven't written any poetry in a very long time. This morning, I wanted to write something, anything. So I sat down and wrote a poem. It's a short one, but it's something to get the ball rolling and keep me engaged with writing. It’s been a while Since I’ve sat down, … Continue reading Off the Shelf
Drew Schroeder 