Chained To The Quill
written by: Rob Clark
@oldschoolrob197
I remain still
Chained
to the quill.
I’m slave
to the feel,
and I have
pages
to fill
with contagious will…
so written
under
starlight
on a dark night,
I bleed
a delivered verse
of dried ink
and bitter words…
Pain
Hate
and Rage,
poured out
upon the page.
All
for the art
of
falling apart
and
false starts…
The knowledge
that
comes along with
evolving
from these scars.
Becoming strong
in the deepest parts…
I am a musician, a poet, a comedian, and an aesthetic engineer. I am nobody and nobody is me.
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