I sit huddled
by the fading light
my pens glide
across the page
I sit and colour
between the lines
in a book of
someone else's creations
the ink seeps
from my heart
into a sea
of lines
bringing Order to Chaos
Colour to Monochrome
I sit here
and will my
thoughts to do
the same
YOU ARE READING
Words In My Head
PoetryThe thoughts and musings of no-one in particular. A collection of short-stories and poems.
