BLACK WORDS WHITE PAPER.
BY TRINITY MICHELLE.
Putting black words on white paper
saying nothing, meaning so much.
Jagged glass pierces his thoughts
as he sits, alone in an empty room.
So much to say.
Yet without reason without aim.
Reaching out to a distant star
that was never there at all
The face of things once good.
Teardrops falling from his mind
mingling with earthly vibrations.
Chills flowing through one
it never touches, it rushes
through our bodies,
we feel it deep down
like another person's sadness.
The cold comes second
for we must keep on
putting black words on white paper forever.
From Michelle Trinity's Blue Folder.