My ink bleeds..
My ink bleeds,
I feel goosebumps..
back to those days,
that I wanna erase,
but my pen won't stop,
ink bleeding drop by drop,
always reminding me
that my scars won't heal...
my windows are open,
but my body feels frozen...
Somehow my ink
always finds a way
back to bring them in..
my heart is racing,
and I feel something breaking..
was it the clicking of my pen?
or just my aunt's heels clacking,
It was my heart finally breaking.

© Anshika Srivastava