Aug 2021
In the darkest hours,
grief is overpowering.
The stars,
fade.
The moon,
dull.
This grief.
Drowning me in waves.
grief is overpowering.
The stars,
fade.
The moon,
dull.
This grief.
Drowning me in waves.
My father just died.
And Iām almost 2000 miles away from him.
ššš
And Iām almost 2000 miles away from him.
ššš
