Acquainted Accomplice

This poem is an ode to my partner in crime...my pen and is from my "Gray Matters" collection, I hope you enjoy.

Acquainted Accomplice

My bleeding dagger staining a black trail

soothing therapy away from worry

my pen is my friend there for modest me,

together we’ll rise together we’ll fail.

My pen endures all my weird creations

my weapon of choice I choose to disperse

and quench my thirst for lyrical outbursts,

writing’s my addiction and medication.

My pen never leaves my side or complains

my poisonous weapon used to offend

and at times my pen is my only friend,

a comrade companioning my campaigns.

Pouring portions of myself through my pen

deep into the deepest burrows below

my soul is cleansed long ago of sorrow,

unlocking emotions never spoken.

I write with the ink of my blood.