Spill Ink


and i found beauty in the dark
while riding the silence
and i did spill ink
watched it blend with the darkness
saw eye to eye with the storm
as the thunder raged on

walking with nightmares
in the daytime
and even when sun comes
it’s still nighttime
saw the corpse of my innocence
at the edge of my vision
yes, my sanity
needs some revision

© Eshe Kente 2017
Image Don’t Cry Over Spilt Ink by Zack Parka


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