I dipped my pen in ink,
Then later washed it off in the sink,
Papers everywhere,
But still no one's here.
I fall through myself
lightly as if slow motion
I desire promotion
though I need to be dipped
in the pacific ocean.
To freeze my furious heart
i'd need a million
maybe billion
liters of tears.
To let myself disappear.
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC
I dipped my pen in ink,
Then later washed it off in the sink,
Papers everywhere,
But still no one's here.
I fall through myself
lightly as if slow motion
I desire promotion
though I need to be dipped
in the pacific ocean.
To freeze my furious heart
i'd need a million
maybe billion
liters of tears.
To let myself disappear.