Deceived

The scheming pen
tricks me
into writing,
all that i
for valid reasons
knowingly withhold,

by promising me
to only write,
in an
unfeeling
ignorant
inky blue,

but covertly
stealing
the red
from my viens,
into its own
captive hold,

leaving my
vulnerabilities
of heart
and mind,
exposed to eyes
that read those words.

© vidursahdev 2019