Empty Page
This empty page has potential like me,
To write the lines that tell a horrible tale
Or to depict the dark scene of the graphite terror
This empty page has no emotion
Which will I give it?
Which will show?
I'm no artist nor poet,
But a simple being who brings life onto this lonely page
This empty page is transparent as can be
The secrets I'll hide within the words and ink
The words I'll never speak, but cloak beneath the veil of lines and charcoal
This empty page is a fresh start,
Not yet stained with the mistakes of life,
No smudges nor failed words scar the white
I'm no wiseman, just a simple boy
Yet the dark on the page shock those around;
Makes then question what could've brought the black
This empty page is nothing but a story
With each one completed, another chapter is written
It's a story of the past frozen in the present
This empty page will be my legacy,
The greatness that it can be, awaits its creator to pour his soul
To fill the void with his damaged heart
And to show the scars he tries to hide
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