Sheen
Sheen


I scrape the sheen off words
Make them blunt and sharp.
A two edged sword, to make the
Strongest of hearts tremble as my pen roars.
The landscape carved out of ink of hearts,
Shines in the lightning of sorrowful days
That walk past in heavy footsteps.
Now standing stark, are lies in the shadows.
Tomorrow is another day, when truth slays.