Our Life Is An Epic Poem

Our life is an epic poem...

My Sunday, how’s yours going?

I am a victim of criminal mischief

Lu Part 999 (We dream backwards)

The devil is obsessed with me but the feeling isn't mutual. Unrequited love. It all makes sense now. (Freestyle midday demon slay)

Viking

One day maybe he'll learn to care for the girls who come around, instead of raping their hearts. Vikings protect, he forgot his role.

Shots Fired

One shot, one kill. Target practice. Unlimited ammo. Army strong. Wanna dance? Last chance...

Eastbound

An angel with no mercy, sin I will cut

Wrath

The sins of anger (Or maybe A Visit From Lu Part 8?)

A Visit From Lu Part 7

A Visit From Lu Part 7!!!

Prozac

Oh my fucking goddddd, another day, of my two favorite things

Dirt

A poem about triangulation. There'd be zero issues if they were "just friends". But they're not, and he doesn't love her but she's got her hooks in him anyway fully knowing she's keeping him from TRUE LOVE or any real chance of HAPPINESS

Chess

If you lay down your arms, I will lay down my pride.

I’m So Scared

This is not my best writing, but it comes from a real place of fear as I battle depression and suicidal tendencies. Trigger warning.

War

Take heed my warning For death is coming The skies are painted red Mud instead is raining And burying the dead No amount of training Prepared for the bloodshed © Delia Ross. 2019

Call To Battle

Street lights are blinding Friends don't need reminding Words are spellbinding If you try Why are you hiding Afraid of me lying The temperature now rising That sound is my battle cry Always denying Your words I'm not buying Left us all crying But I cannot be modified © Delia Ross. 2019