My heart is leaking black,
Ink slipping to the floor.
My soul is a wreck,
Its wounds are fresh and raw.
Ink's dark and thick as night,
It fills entire room,
By fate I must abide,
It's time to meet my doom.
And even through the darkness
I still can see the light
I’m singing through my sorrow
In the darkest night.
And even stuck in silence
I’m not afraid to die,
I know that somewhere there
You’re waiting for a soul of mine.
The inky words I write
Are poisonous but clear,
By fate I must abide
But truth is very near.
My soul’s leaking black,
I write the words of doom,
My poetry’s a wreck
That fills entire room.
And even through the silence
I can hear a song,
I’m singing through my sorrow
And the night is long.
And even stuck in darkness
I’m not afraid to die,
I know that somewhere there
You will be forever mine.
September 2024
Ink
© Copyright: Джул Феникс, 2024
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