Tear On

I am out of ink, so I sink my thoughts into light.

I am out of paper, so I scribble notes on my skin.

I am out of thoughts, so I borrow and I beg.

I am out of sounds, so I stay silent for a bit.

I am out of love, so I give away what I get.

I am out of strength, so I lie as still as I can.

And so I go on, until of course,

The moment comes, when I am out of words.