My phone lights up in the dark room
Its a text from my friend
Rubbing my tired eyes while the luminous moon peaks out my window
Friend: hey
Me: hey whats up?
Friend: nothing much, just here to say that I may not be on my phone much so you'll hear from me less. I may even just stop using it entirely lol
Me: Oh okay. Just hit me up before you go.
....
Living days apart
I can't reach them
No more jokes
No more texts
No more them
keep these thoughts to yourself
My mind whispers
My phone dims down in my dark room
No more light
Rubbing my teary eyes while the luminous moon peaks out my window
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Tears Of A Confused Soul // Poems
PoetryI don't speak for you, I don't speak of societal truths I speak for myself, I speak of my truths My heart is mine. My Poems. not much to it. No specific genre, just my mood in that moment and time. Since it has to do with my moods, I may not post...
