JoshBiederman : Writing

The Game

The Game

A Poem by JoshBiederman


The game we never agreed to playpoisons our souls, we do naught but decaybecause the rules are set, sealed is our fateand the more we fight, the more ..
Open Arms

Open Arms

A Poem by JoshBiederman


It was twelve last night when he came to my doorsomeone I had heard of from childhood lorethe door was unlocked, and in he camehe said not a word, nig..