Round Stones And Black Ink Poem by Joe Howell

Round Stones and Black Ink

Take this mask that I wear
Remove the pain within
Speak soft words
Whisper if you will

Take this bottle from my hands
Remove the pain within
Let me drink my past
and sleep with the dead

Take this dagger in my chest
Remove the pain with in
Let it cut the hate and anger
that bears both sides

Take this rose from my garden
Remove the pain within
let the thorns be removed
and the petals made into ink.