Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2017
I saw the long green grass, mown down
It fell, lifeless and dead
And I wished, how I wished
I were the grass, instead
The grass has never, hurt a man
Or made a person cry
I have done both these things, and more
It is I who should die
Written by
Josh  18/M/Liminal space
(18/M/Liminal space)   
308
     Josh and Elliott
Please log in to view and add comments on poems