Pencil to Paper - A Poem

how did yesterday and yesteryear's events

bring us to the point where we are like pencil to paper

writing a magical tale at first

we found love at the tip of every letter

serenity found us at the smooth strokes, blending flawlessly in cursive

now our emotions are broken letters

we have appeared to have lost our ability to write

our grammar filled with imperfections and run-on sentences

exclamation points erased and replaced

with dead

silent

periods