When The Ink Bleeds (Edition1)

"i tried to write the beauty.

my ink withered and died. i wrote music,

the syllables left the pages.

i wrote romance,

the pen's nib got broken. i wrote flowers,

the petals fell off the stem. i wrote sun, moon and the stars.

their love died.

i wrote fairytales,

the world collapsed.

but when i wrote darkness,

the ink dripped endlessly, like life is my veins. the paper tortured me to write even more."