Scribbles.
Angry, violent scribbles.
The pen overused and damaged.
Pressure - causing indents
in the paper.
The paper silently screams as the pen pushes
Harder and harder.
Rips.
Tears.
Deeper.
Deeper.
Deeper...
Holes.
Aggressive, dark holes.
Empty - yet filled
Vengeance.
Perilous, menacing vengeance.
The scribbles continue
Slashing along the page
Slash
Slash
Slash?
The eraser rushes over the page
Trying to undo the mess it's made
The holes that were created
The dark, potent lines that frantically splatter the once white paper...
The eraser breaks.
The scars forever remain.
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Poetry
PoetryIsn't my title just so creative?! These are some of my pieces. There's not really a genre or a format to any and all of my poetry. The whole anthology is pretty unorganized and chaotic - kind of like my head haha - so please bear with me. Delve insi...
