Spilling blood
On this paper
Slaying my conscience
With words written
Such a painful art I present
By slicing the flesh of emotion
Bit by bit
I bleed through this ink
Not for amusement
Nor for attention
It's just an addiction
To feel sorrow
Through the quill
For agony has become
The food for my thought
And heartache
Etched upon my soul
Silent scream
Embedded between the line
This is who I am
An addict
For words of misery

-Jess