Breathing an Inferno

Page after page fills, a manifestation of the intrusive words Keeping me awake at night, nudging me to finally speak up Ever so gently, their blazing heat embraces my soul, urging me on My fingers caress the sea of flames, breathing an inferno to life

Mind Block

I try to force the thoughts together, Hoping they'll form a cohesive metaphor It's all for naught, My mind suffering a drought Whatever stories I have inside, Simply refuse to come to life

Into Me from You

The darkness that bleeds into me from you, It pollutes my soul like coal black ink dissolving into water We become two halves of the same twisted whole

The Ink of My Story

Dense shadows dance upon the snow white page in an elegant waltz, Giving life to the story my soul holds, A priceless gem that gleams bright for eternity

Weaving Infinity

Ink strikes blank paper, Weaving words into whimsy Infinite stories