Poems from lycanyx

“Perhaps this is the end of the line.” There are days were I say weak things like that As I remember those memories, Those days of...
It is more than enough To see the kindness Of those who can see me Or those who acknowledge me   It is more than enough To hear the caring...
I am from the golden Sunrise, From day one, lost in a Fall. I am from grass in the yard. (Fresh, green, it was hard to chew.) I am from...