Crumble

It lays there, static in the daylight
it stays there composed, without a fight

Pain is what it tolerates day in and out
it still stays quite and doesn't even shout

Sharp lead touches its surface
leaves its mark behind

You think, your hands on your forehead
you bang the table, it still lays there fearless

Erosion takes place,
Eraser is the culprit

The surface becomes barren
you pick it up

Crumble it .....

- kd