Pen Strokes | Teen Ink

Pen Strokes

April 14, 2014
By Anonymous

When I think of all you've done to me,
I stop my shaking hands by thinking of all you've done for me,
And all I've done for you.
Your evil made me good.
Your weakness made me strong.
And now that I know the vacuum of your soul,
And now that I no longer convulse with fear of it,
I am able to shape you as you shaped me.
When the century turns, all you will be will rest in me.
All you will be remembered as is the sum of the injury you've inflicted.
All you will be is the sum of my pen strokes.



Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.