The Ink Of Hearts.

Part Twenty Six: Insomnia

I hear the rumbling,
I hear the mumbling.

I crash to the ground,
To ignore all those sounds.

I gasp out in pain.
I dash out in the rain.

I do everything.
But it is all in vain.

I can't help it.
Those monsters at night.
They come out to fight.

I just watch when these organs,
Become devils in flight.

This mind becomes poison.
This heart becomes death.
These eyes become the graveyard.
For all those ignored tears, I cry in bed.

A/N: I really liked this... People ask me how I can write like... Synonyms and rhyming...

The truth is...

I don't think. I just write. It's like my mind is suddenly not in my control and my hands just start typing.

But yes, I do think sometimes... And it's hard because I can only write when I wish to.

Smile. Because maybe that small upwards tilt of your lips can tilt someone's downwards tilt into a beautiful smile like yours.

Pfft, I don't even know if anyone like... Reads this or not, but words matter.

Maybe someday....

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