learnthewaysoflonely:

Paper and pen
My good ol’ friend
How I’ll love you to the end
The written word
Brings me endless joy
Typing may be fun
But writing is what I love
Because my mind is not distracted
By the tapping of the keys
Or the pressure to be
Just as good as the rest
Instead, every word I write
And every mistake I erase
Makes my inspiration soar
I find that I can’t stop
My pen the tire of my thoughts
Leaving black tracks
On the untouched snow of paper