Blank

Staring down a blank page filled with thoughts of anger
Just let it out
Everyday its the same as the page stays blank
It’s 9 am on a Sunday morning and I swear to god every stroke of this pen
brings me closer to death
Emotions run dry in the summer heat
We hold them back with the fear of knowing what they mean
Spill your heart out on an open page
Every chapter has an ending
I’m just leaving yours blank
Run
There’s not a book that can change my ways
But I’ll keep writing out my story every single day
Until the words find meaning and absorb this page
I’ll keep staring at it blank so that I feel safe
These words, these words they will carry their weight
Every chapter has an ending I’m just leaving yours blank
I can’t take another moment speechless
We all die in the end at our weakest