Monday blues freestyle

Now I know, pure beauty is pressed out of pain,

Taming adversity to remain sane,

 Letting the blood in my vain

Speak through my pen!

I have got nothing to claim

No fame no blame game

I just want to quiet the ache

It is just for my sake

Selfish but not vain

I’ll be lying in vain

If I said

This was made

To share or to care

I just wanna bleed on paper

And maybe plant a seed for you to remember

Could I be so lucky will you remember?

Will I get the fruits?

Or turn into a suit

Crush my dreams with pressure

With “I am not too sure”

I don’t want to know about the future

I’ll just let my hurts become a river of ink

That will flood my notebook and sink

My pain far down

Let me be in sync with my soul again.