Another hour passes
Her pen still sailing
Filling another line
In attempt to escape
The reality life has faced her with
Words tumble from her mind to the paper
Heart spewing emotion
Old and new
As if somehow by writing
She can remove them from her soul
Wash away all the hurt
Anger
And lies
Like the ocean vanishes
Footprints in the sand
At last the pen is still
Her broken dark world
Now trapped forever
In an inky prison
Put on display
For all to read
Yet the memories play on
A never-ending horror film
Consumed with sadness
The pen sails once more
Searching
Digging
For even the smallest bit
Of relief
Just a moments freedom
From her own soul

Whoa...totally magnificent

well ty ccp

wow,princess--i'm impressed

impresive!

Wow...beautiful

thanks everybody :)

awesome girl

Another beautiful one

wow that is very deep dark but i loved it!!!! such passion!!!!