All my ink is running out
in flowing streams of
blackened blood.
The unforgiving annals of life drink it–
leaving black splashes of forgotten words
Dry on never-ending pages.
My life is running out
In patterns and swirls of
joy and hatred,
hope and bitterness,
love and despair.
This is such a good song. DON’T GIVE UP…hang in there.
I hope you visit my blog of encouragement too! Blessings.
http://weepingintodancing.wordpress.com/
Ink is running out…that gives a lesson to us that how much less and unknown time we have with us…good try.
Appreciate that. 😀
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