Writings Of The Soul – NaPoWriMo 2015 – Day 18 (off prompt)

One off prompt today – hope you enjoy!

In a darkened room
Lies a cold grey slate,
Where he writes his hunger,
Pours his hate,
Then waits for people,
Folks unlearned,
To read the notes,
His heart has spurned,
Believing they can understand,
The twists and turns,
Inside the man.

Yet he knows better,
Derides their chance,
Knows he writes,
To a different dance,
Scribing what flows naturally,
From blackened soul, darker hand,
He reaches out to souls prepared
To travel to the blasted land.

Stirring filth and mud and grime,
Relating to a different time,
Before the dreams,
Before the wine,
Ending now in dark despair,

Was he ever really there?

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