eraser marks
oh, eraser marksa gentle line of grey
Mistakes that fade awayoh, eraser marks.
awake at three am
too afraid to hold a pen
can't change my mind again
oh, eraser marksbroken pencils and dull sharpeners
a loving heart torn in twochemically imbalanced brain cells
could you erase those too?thumb tacks and train tracks
a kingdom of office supplies
leaves a facade of organization
in our messy liveseraser marks
oh eraser marks
too dull for you to see
those mistakes made by me
oh eraser marks
YOU ARE READING
Why Won't Anyone Let Me Live?
PoetryA collection of poems and excerpts from books I'll never finish.