#redink
It aches, it twitches,
Thee heart beats are off tune.
Its burning in the acid it created,
Trying to numb itself with physically pain,
To help ignore the spiritual.
Red ink clogging its system up,
As it starts to self destruct on itself.
Unable to handle the black ink,
That's making its self known amongst the red.
Sync does not happen in a unstable heart,
Only scit **** beats that are signs of a deep sleep to come.
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC
Silver metal flashes across white flesh.
For an instant, nothing.
Eye of the storm.
Only an instant
Before a red pen line marks my body.
Red ink bleeds and smears
Against a worn canvas,
Striped by days and nights I wish I could forget.
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 10:27 PM UTC