My Pen

Betraying me my pen no longer
writes
So lonely my hand has become at
nights
Festering now its purpose has lost
sight
Showing me all along it was
right
That within me there was no more
light
A fate I had long ago decided not to
fight

Reviews

[AmongSavages]

This is a very well written poem, but there's a typo in the third line. "So lonely my hand have become..." The "have" has to be replaced with "has."

With or without the type, the poem is amazing.

[AmongSavages]

typo*

[Crow21]

Thank you, line was edited