But pens hurt less than knives
And markers hurt less than pens
But our brokenness told us to hurt
And ache
And bleed
So we put down our pens
Capped our markers
Forgot how to draw worlds
And stories
And magic
In color
Instead painted with our blood
Telling ourselves
Maybe surviving was the real test
And maybe it is okay to fail
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 6:42 AM UTC
But pens hurt less than knives
And markers hurt less than pens
But our brokenness told us to hurt
And ache
And bleed
So we put down our pens
Capped our markers
Forgot how to draw worlds
And stories
And magic
In color
Instead painted with our blood
Telling ourselves
Maybe surviving was the real test
And maybe it is okay to fail
