Poetry

Cry into Paper

Cry into Paper

a Poem by Raquel Swann

I cry into paper

The pen is my eyes

The ink is my tears

With every stroke

Emotions appear

Words forged in love

Sentences constructed with sadness

Hoping you feel what I feel

In darkness and in light

You may look upon me and think

I’m altogether

As I secretly fall to pieces

Emptiness grows

Weeds in a garden

Not tended

I reach for my pen

And cry into paper

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