The gravity of
grief is pulling me
to a dimension of
chaos, wanting me to
confine in a dark
where love story is
not allowed to be spoken.
2021
The gravity of
grief is pulling me
to a dimension of
chaos, wanting me to
confine in a dark
where love story is
not allowed to be spoken.
2021
Really enjoyed your poem and the phrasing of the last two line.
thanks ☺