Purge yourself,
Drain the hideous from your soul.
Cradle the holy,
Allow your words to console.
Wring out the fear,
Brought on by the flood.
When your pen runs out of ink,
Refill it with your blood.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Purge yourself,
Drain the hideous from your soul.
Cradle the holy,
Allow your words to console.
Wring out the fear,
Brought on by the flood.
When your pen runs out of ink,
Refill it with your blood.
Love this~! so inspirational. Thanks.
Brava!! This is wonderful!
Very intense, very powerful, I love it!
Shivers. And true!!