My left hand bleeds crimson onto my paper,
As my right hand writes the words.
The brittle yellowed pages quake as they
Turn into a battlefield of my sensations.
Violent waves bury
the rough, course sand in my heart
Each crash pulling me closer
To the tender abyss.
Broken record in my brain
“This will never end. This will never end”
The waves will keep crashing
The pages will remain yellow
And I’ll be left
Forever caught between the ink and the abyss.