Writing in The Darkness

Writing in the darkness

not obeying the lines

unable to see what I lay down.

Letting my words

scribble over other words

and lines

Unable to edit my mistakes,

I move on,

Letting it flow with what I know.

These symbols,

etched into my brain,

Sprawling out over the page,

Breaking each rule

and modern convention,

It falls out as I see it.

Or Feel it

I’m Not sure.

I know not which

I am but a vessel

for the words and thoughts

that come to Mind,

Writing in the darkness