Scribbled Thoughts
i stare at the walls
blank mind
and paper
laugh back
has the ink run dry
from pen, or thoughts
dried from mind?
i know the motion
upturn wrist
press firmly...
cut deep
bleed free
feel pain, relieve pain,
relive again
awaken my mind
so it bleeds
flows outward
from within
one thought
one trickle
one moment of darkness
spilling across sheets of white
either way, i bleed again!
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2013
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