INK

I cry the ink in which I write
 The black tears of my despite
White parchment stained with sorrow
Written words of broken morrow
Poetry devised of heartless pain
Letters formed from my insane
I cry the ink in which I write
Ebony scars from my big brown eyes
As I look upon the greying skies
Wishing and praying way to high
Coal winds pass through my mind
As I think about my own kind
Emo genius gothic genus
I cry the ink in which I write