Words spill from my pen
Splattering on the clean paper
That receives them in awe
Without complaint
With expected assent
My mind is creating the sequence
Of grand sounding words
Strung together like an important pearl necklace
And my pen writes in haste
Lest the mind forgets
What it spoke a moment ago
I look through a hazy drape
Whose webs have captured some of my words
Whereas others have slipped through
Escaping with a desperate fury
Ah! Do they love me not?
I take another sip of my sorrow
And sink further towards the dark deep bottom
Of the quicksand of my inner demons
Whence there will be no return
Wrathful eyes are watching
Waiting to tear my limbs apart
Revenge is more urgent to them
Than to ponder what will become of them in time
But the pearl necklace is fake
And the pearls are really cheap
But who was to know?
Who could understand?
The end draws nearer
And I write on
Ever faster.
Splattering on the clean paper
That receives them in awe
Without complaint
With expected assent
My mind is creating the sequence
Of grand sounding words
Strung together like an important pearl necklace
And my pen writes in haste
Lest the mind forgets
What it spoke a moment ago
I look through a hazy drape
Whose webs have captured some of my words
Whereas others have slipped through
Escaping with a desperate fury
Ah! Do they love me not?
I take another sip of my sorrow
And sink further towards the dark deep bottom
Of the quicksand of my inner demons
Whence there will be no return
Wrathful eyes are watching
Waiting to tear my limbs apart
Revenge is more urgent to them
Than to ponder what will become of them in time
But the pearl necklace is fake
And the pearls are really cheap
But who was to know?
Who could understand?
The end draws nearer
And I write on
Ever faster.
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