INKING MY PAIN

I slant my pen at an angle of forty five degrees

An angle that can't be screwed

The pain is inevitable

Blood be my ink

Writing this in permanency

As sweet as life seems

A hidden agenda in it

Sorrow causative agent

The roads to life matters are so bumpy

How heartless life is becoming

My ink is draining through the wounds

But my pen is mightier and strong

@crying pen 🖌️✨ 🌻

Lynet