red ink

Putting pen to paper is all I know

It’s the only place my thoughts can genuinely flow

Writing in ink gives a permanent rendition

Of the combination of words describing my condition

The paper bleeds red from all I wrote

One last attempt at a good bye note

Bolded, italicized, underlined, and stained

Long after I’m gone the red ink remains

 

© Chelsie Cummings 2017

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