Ink On The Page

Poem i wrote

A silent tear slides a cheek

Did they make you cry?

Or did I?

Is this his final fall?

Or just another brawl?

Is it a clash with my sanity?

I demand serenity

Is this all?

Ink on the page

I see an exit

Damn I wanna take it

A proper burial

For a broken man

Is this all?

Ink on the page

I feel old

Or do I?

Is it just the fact I can cry?

F**k I think I wanna die

Why am I so obsessed with that thought?

It lingers in what I sought

It dwells in my mind

I can’t really find

The ink on the page

This desperation is leaving me overjoyed

I want to leave right now

Just so I won’t get disappointed

A Fallen Hero - Ink On The Page

Written : 01/04/11

Dedication : Friends and Family

Author's Note

Honest Oppinion

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

Truth in a kernel, your lines speak of age being what we feel or think ourselves to be.

[Coyote Poetry]

Age is just a number. We can be old at a young age when a child must play the part of a adult. Ink on a page can release some of the rage. Life is a twisted journey. When you find paradise. Best enjoy it. Can evaporate away as quickly as it came. Everyone need a escape. To clean the mind. A excellent poem.
Coyote