I spilled ink on the floor
I didn't mean to
But it spilled some more
It flowed like a dark goo
The ink shimmered
In the light
I stared at the puddle, bewildered
I must've mistaken my sight
The pen in my hand
Was covered in ink
It created a brand
That was gone within a blink
I closed my eyes
Dropped the pen
And fell into eternal darkness
Oct 7, 2020
Oct 7, 2020 at 9:08 AM UTC
I spilled ink on the floor
I didn't mean to
But it spilled some more
It flowed like a dark goo
The ink shimmered
In the light
I stared at the puddle, bewildered
I must've mistaken my sight
The pen in my hand
Was covered in ink
It created a brand
That was gone within a blink
I closed my eyes
Dropped the pen
And fell into eternal darkness
