Writer's Ink.

A goodbye song this isGoodbye to my murdered entitiesGoodbye to my wrongly modes

It all wateredIt was close & at other timesToo far

Now this ink knowsThat it’s job is to inscribeDilutes & diffusesMy words are where they belong

The mounts faded in & out of meWaving and waivingEverything it’s meant to be

I have much to celebrate& that much to learn from

My blood was on the pages this yearI got out of my closetNow everything I haveEye-ing me

Waking the reflectionSilencing the façade

I am readySteady for what’s meant to be

The fine of lightMy ink wateringConsequencing a tie

This life I loveThe darkest shadowsPlaces I hide in between

Let me knowLet me know if you’re going to beThere

IEye is everythingFar too lucidMuch too knownSo much seenYet so much to un-crown

To lead the warriors of light

Forever

Reunite

My Words carry the soul

I

The soulCan I burn myself with the inkAlready burning with it

Unbuckling the past

The calling is intense & unfound

Maybe the poetess is not meant toSmile 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 knewThat 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.