Vocal_ I missed you

Hey Vocal, did you miss me or my poetic overkill?

I missed the wild ride — the silence I tried to fill.

I missed the tap-tap rhythm of keys at 2AM,

Spilling heartaches and dreams in poetic mayhem

The late-night rambles, the “this makes no sense” lines,

The chaos, the commas, the half-baked punchlines

I’m back now — a little rusty, maybe slow,

But the ink still flows when I let it go.

I wandered, I waited, I worded things wrong,

But now I’m back home — where my weird lines belong.