When You Bleed Ink it Stains your Sleeves
- sathem
- Jun 5, 2017
- 1 min read
When words run off the pages
because you pour your feelings in and all you have to give is oceans
it makes the ink run marathons. Until your words tire, to rest in the homes of readers whose hearts
open their doors to let your poem
lap at their toes.
They crave camaraderie
They thirst for a heart that bleeds to the beat of shared pains like the aches
it takes to
hold up our worlds.
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