Once

Reflecting upon when i was inspired

I once wrote  

With a passion,  

With a fire as fierce as youth.  

  

Blank pages soaked in ink,  

Spilling fragments of my soul,  

  

I used to write  

For dreams and imagined worlds,  

For colors and endless tales,  

For deathlessness.  

  

I wrote, for escape and catharsis,  

Lost for hours, in a delicate slope of fleeting words.  

I wrote with absolution!

Within the pages, my spirit confesses  

I wrote, that these words would come alive,  

to complete my salvation 

 

I wrote, till it broke me.

till i faded away ...