I say goodbye to my pen
She suffocates as she loses ink,
Her blood that I have taken from her

And I don’t want her back
But I want the ink that is gone
Dried onto my skin
Or on pages I will never read:
To not bring myself to tears

I want to write it all again,
But not to fall in love again, not to fall apart again
Because if that is all I need to write
I would rather leave you with no legacy:
I have no talent anymore

I want a pen,
A new pen so badly
I claw at my arm, I bite my cheek—
But if he now buys me a new pen
I don’t think I could ever bring myself to write