I Do My Crosswords In Pen
by On Broken Wings· from Some Of Us May Never See The World...
INK BLEEDS DEEPER
WHEN PRESSED HARD,
SOAKS THROUGH PAPER AND
LEAVES STAINS ON THE TABLE.
YOU DON'T LOOK HOW I PICTURED.
YOU DON'T LOOK QUITE
HOW I REMEMBER.
I'LL TELL MYSELF
"I CANNOT SURROUND ME."
BUT SOME SMILES BOTH RESSURECT,
AND DRAIN THE LIFE FROM ME.
I DON'T TELL YOU EVERYTHING. IT'S
heartless,
THE PICTURES REMIND ME
I'M CALLOUSED TO SMILES.