my ink fills these pages like tattoos on my flesh
filling up my canvas as each line is etched
all the tears that I have wept
the days that I was stressed
the mornings that I woke up and felt at my best
the thoughts that I suppressed
till I became obsessed
with the feeling of my pen pressed
against
this paper filling it with text
when my world falls apart
I rebuild it with my art
creating these memoir's
they stay with me forever
like my scars