Kim V. Poetry

A distant melody plays,
It’s soft and woeful,
And carries on
Betwixt the trees.

It’s a song
I know all too well.

Gray heartbreak,
Black silken grief,
Weaves through the air
And surrounds me.

Cover me,
Oh sweet symphony.

Take me into your
Pained heart,
And let your music flow
Through me.
Let me find myself again,
In your song.

Let my ghost writer
Pen my thoughts,
For I am lost to the sound.

The sound of agony.
The sound of pain.
The sound of love.

©️KVP
Art: Angelica Venasquez
Website: https://www.creativefabrica.com/creator/artinrhythm/
Song: “What Was I Made For,” Billie Eilish