LAST INK
Every night was like torture
In the dark room that was build for her
Her brains couldn't handle the pressure
Tears coming out of her eyes like rain drops
Wetting them pillows
If it were human it would narrate the pain
Something's break you down
To an extent of you not recovering back
When you have no words
The world pressures you to come up with some
We think that words are the strongest things we have
Forgetting that our bodies manifest everything
I was brought to the world to change it
But since then the world has been changing me
When she's long gone, remember the good she did
"Don't cry, I'll be watching over you" she said
She has fought enough, tried pushing through
She's ready for the next chapter of the afterlife
She's walking to a new path
That has no suffering nor pain
The time has come for her to rest
Just like every beginning has an end
Remember her always
#The last ink of my pen
#Beauty of words
@Shakii
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PoésieJust for fun writing . I have been writing Piece and verses for as long as I can remember. I have returned to writing as a way to overcome my overthinking abilities and keep my mind alive. Getting published is not a main concern. I love to write I...
