HOME | DD
DSShadowPyro β Ink and Lust
Published: 2014-12-10 23:52:27 +0000 UTC; Views: 162; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
Redirect to original
Description
The sensation, drag your finger nails along my body as I drag the pen across the paper, scathe my skin as I etch in to sheet, ink spills from my pen, it sooths me, the beast inside Β both it quenches, but only for a short time, how long can the quick fixes last?My hand tires from the endless writing, being tires from the endless wanting, aching, shaking the instrument for every drop of ink, one idea, one snap, one blink and it's gone, please stop it's ending to fast.
I see the mess on the pamphlet, scribbles of my mind, my inner essence, the lack of innocence I exude in my words, it blinds me binds me to the truth I embrace. Stare and I gasp.
Related content
Comments: 6
Really like this one. Would probably rethink the structure though as it doesn't quite read as flowy as it could was it broken up differently.
Also, spotted a typo - "tires" instead of "tired".
π: 0 β©: 1
Thank you, keep that in mind.
Also, I meant tires.
π: 0 β©: 1
No you didn't. The hand tires, but your body is tired from shaking.
π: 0 β©: 1
I think you'll find I know what I meant when I wrote it. Lol. You interpret it how you may.
π: 0 β©: 1
Fine, mean what you mean then. And yeah, yeah... I'll interpret it. But I do wonder how close it is to the true message...Β
π: 0 β©: 1
Isn't that the million dollar question?
π: 0 β©: 0