When Even the Pen Can't Heal

I place my pen so painfully on the page Ink stains so sinister Too dark for the heart to feel over again And over again And again I feel my heart launch inside my throat Choking me Breath which used to come to easily Thoughts once produced so placidly So readily Fade suddenly Fog sets in Cloaking the terror for a moment Momentarily I detach Again It seems the pen must wait Again Patience must abound for again to have its chance to shine