There wasn’t much
Discussed at all
Communication is
The last bastion
That falls
When things die off
I had to remake
Your memory
Maybe we don’t enjoy
Who we are now
And we only exist
In nostalgia
In memory
Use it or lose it
And you lost it
Until
I showed you
84 pages of mine
Static and white noise
Turned tangible poise
It rocked something
Rocked it so hard
You ended up not
Wanting the reminder
Which is fine
I never wanted to hurt
But something in you
Couldn’t contain
Memories like
I’ve trained to
Which is a shame
I hope you’re okay
No one deserves a
Shockwave like pages
To remind you of
The you forgotten
Consume Reality! 