Ink

I miss the way the ink never dried 
and how the words never fell short 

Words fail me now

the pages are brittle 

from tear blotted ink 

My voice cracks

when I speak your name 

And how I wish my tears 

were hidden by rain

Clouds fill my sky 

And grey banishes 

my moon

My heart is cold

my blood is ruined

You were a poison 

and still 

I kept drinking