Today the words are too heavy,
For sure, it will hit your insensitivity,
Breaking your sturdy ignorance.
This moment my mind is
An old dusty Typewriter,
It’s punching my deep insufferable pain,
On the rough parchment made of,
My care yearning heart,
I am writing a death note,
One that narrates,
The untimely demise of
Our superficial love!
There is great depth here. I love the nuance and suggestive imagery that provides a melancholy tone. Very emotional and connected, V!
Thanks a lot Brad 😊