Poem

My Ink 🖊️

My trusted confidant , my voice , raging through the silence

Stretched wide , awaiting the brushstrokes of my thoughts

Consuming the shadows , illuminating the contours of my soul

As I pour my soul onto the page , my heart beats with liberation

Gushing out the blue blood from my pen , a river of consciousness

A reflection of my thoughts , a snapshot of my existence

Connecting me to the world , a lifeline to the universe

As I write , I breathe

Unapologetic , unfiltered , my words,  my soul's expression

My voice , a river flowing , ever changing , yet constant,

This is my INK.

 

KazyWrites