Papers Addiction

A Rorschach Ink Blot


Ink ink ink slide it all over me.

And skip every other

Line in-between.

Don’t stop now cover me

Ignore all others its only you an I now.

I’m perfect And dirty.

That hand is boney and frail

Still strong enough to put the

Ink ink ink to me.

I will always be here

But the hand with me as its obsession

Will eventually cease Its pen will run low

Making it obsolete no longer willing to

Coerce me.

Nether the less your ink will always be

Alive through me.

Comments 5 comments

blackreign2012 profile image

blackreign2012 6 years ago

Rated up as usual I thoroughly enjoyed what I read ~hugs~

Joshua Kell profile image

Joshua Kell 6 years ago from Arizona


lalesu profile image

lalesu 6 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon

Ahh, the power of words; powerful inside us, demanding to get out and have a life of their own. My own paper addiction is lying beside me as I type, full of self-editing and scribbles in the margins. This is a beautiful piece that I think a writer or artist of any medium can relate to.

Awful Poet profile image

Awful Poet 6 years ago from The Large Magellanic Cloud (LMC) (m-M)_0 = 18.41, or 48 kpc (~157,000 Author

There is no rehab

For what we have.

Glad you stoped by

Thank you

profile image

getmyback 6 years ago

Alive through me

spot on


thank you

    Sign in or sign up and post using a HubPages Network account.

    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    No HTML is allowed in comments, but URLs will be hyperlinked. Comments are not for promoting your articles or other sites.

    Click to Rate This Article