Writer's Ink.

A goodbye song this is

Goodbye to my murdered entities

Goodbye to my wrongly modes

It all watered

It was close & at other times

Too far

Now this ink knows

That it’s job is to inscribe

Dilutes & diffuses

My words are where they belong

The mounts faded in & out of me

Waving and waiving

Everything it’s meant to be

I have much to celebrate

& that much to learn from

My blood was on the pages this year

I got out of my closet

Now everything I have

Eye-ing me

Waking the reflection

Silencing the façade

I am ready

Steady for what’s meant to be

The fine of light

My ink watering

Consequencing a tie

This life I love

The darkest shadows

Places I hide in between

Let me know

Let me know if you’re going to be

There

I

Eye is everything

Far too lucid

Much too known

So much seen

Yet so much to un-crown

To lead the warriors of light

Forever

Reunite

My Words carry the soul

I

The soul

Can I burn myself with the ink

Already burning with it

Unbuckling the past

The calling is intense & unfound

Maybe the poetess is not meant to

Smile for the soul

Know that I’m different

Always overflown

Time tick tocks

All it is

Blown

What they not see

What they can’t know

I don’t belong

This time

I’ll inscribe myself to do truth

Ink is here when I see myself

Drowning down

The ink is beautiful

Everything I own

Who knew

That all the mutation led me here

Shooting the entities one by one

The ink is beautiful

Everything I lost

All that is unfound

Right below my fingertips

A poison I drank

Even before I was born

The way it diffuses on my skin

Growing in & out of my fingertips

Leaving manuals behind

I will die in this mess

Writer

Belongs to the ink.