Pen ink and mascara smear
The tear-stained pages of
Her little lined journal
With the lavender cover.
The black ink and mascara
Intertwine. The words
Tumble out of her
Sobbing,
Sobbing,
Sobbing eyes.
Words, words, words,
And more words
Fell
Fell
Fell.
Staining the paper. They slithered onto their new world.
She pounded
Pounded
Pounded
On the closed door till her knuckles bled.
No one knew, except for her
Tube of mascara-her black
Pen who dutifully documented
It all, and of course her
Little
Lined
Journal.