Life of a Writer

Watch me,

as my emotions bleed onto my only friend.

With no reply,, just listen

As pens spill pain,

papers cringe with careless pressure.

You can’t see it seeping out my eyes

so I must make this cry,

a tear for every word

as I bury my soul between every line.

My heart sobs,, capturing the moment

Making each crack clear,

splashing the image on canvas,

hiding behind dashes &&' smudge.

In this notebook,, yarn unfolds

All waves expose,

whispering secrets

uncondemning any

No reply,, just listen

Hear the hurt burn in the words

the stabbing of the ink

slits

as it

fades

forever

in death.

Can't you hear the silence cry

for every tattered binding?

Never darned.

&&' when I’m done

allay it with kisses

By: Paris Shampagne