My Pen

I am amazed
How this pen I have had chased
Away went my pain and sorrow
To the big dark hollow.

I never had a friend like this
And I didn't even notice
That since childhood I'm with it
Always partnered with a single sheet.

In the vague world I'm into,
It's quitely pushing me through.
In the world where nobody sees me cry,
Its ink is my weapon which uncovers a lie.

Every stroke, a drop of emotion;
Wether I'm in love, out of love of under devastation;
Wether I write or I draw,
It cuts the burdens like a saw.