Black Ink Poetry
Curtains of silence close
my existence covered in darkness
I'll speak no more
forced into isolation
you think to shut me down
fools
I'll evolve in solitude
though your madness
steals my voice
a poetic mind
can not be silenced
so fear me
I'll write your eulogy
in black ink
on the canvas
of your hardened soul
Copyright © Running Wolves | Year Posted 2019
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