Hello!
I'm really not feeling the prompt for today. I just can't even find a way to get started. So instead here is a poem with some feelings I've been wrestling with lately. This pandemic and self isolation has been hard and this is a reflection of this. I went with the triolet style again. I wanted to practice some more with this style and I feel it portrays my feelings well. Enjoy!
Ghosted
I thought you were my friend.
Why won't you reply?
Did something bring our friendship to an end?
I thought you were my friend.
So many messages I did send.
What has happened to you, did you go off and die?
I thought you were my friend.
Why won't you reply?!
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
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