Some poetry is old, some is new.
This is one I did in a contest.
Keeper's Spire
Screaming pain,
Spitting fury,
All of this is just a silly game.
Suicidal, drowning tidal,
Die in the fire,
In the Keeper's Spire.
All the rest I do when I'm bored.
If you use these and claim them as your own, I will not stand for it.
Trasparent
You look through me,
As if I am nothing to see,
I may be lost,
Living one day, I paid the cost,
To die in vain,
Endure the pain,
I was valiant,
But now I am transparent.
Well, I will make more soon, and I'll look for my old schoolwork.