Dear you, head bowed,
Intimate with only your phone-
Screen. Your Grandmother's
Tremors you do not see, nor do you
Realize that Time is a river that
Always runs.
Critical years are slipping by:
Tik-Tok, Tik-Tok, while you are lost in the
Illusion.
O' dear you, a day will come when you look up and know that you can
Never go home again.
My To Be Read List
I have been taking some time away from writing. I haven't forgotten about Vocal, the truth is I just have been too busy pursuing other things to write online and honestly, my little family and I just had a really hard month between the flu and a weird eye infection/cold circulating our house. I'm currently sipping some warm peppermint tea because my throat is sore.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 days ago in BookClub
Comments (3)
Brilliant!!! Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕
That last line holds so much truth. I was dumbfounded when I read it. Not where I expected it to go, but perfect.
You've painted so much truth in the distractions that consume us. Great entry!