Dawn scratched the surface of darkness,
but to no avail!
Winter had set in fast and cold,
summer was a dream.
the smell of ink intoxicating!
the scent of failure nauseating!
chains -of -words -formed -on -paper,
broke-
-when-
-hung-
- together.
senseless and meaningless!
such acute loneliness!
lost speech! Expressionless!
A mad rush to j u m p
and fill the blanks,
this mind was such a treasure.
Bullets were put to silence the buzz.
talent bled to death,
but the Name kept on selling.