A Response Weighed

My phone weighs heavy on my heart,

Words unspoken and sublime.

Cracks in both feel so brittle;

Can you feel life between the lines?

My phone weighs heavy on my soul,

An anchor dragging as it falls.

Can you see the ripples fading,

As it carries me in tow?

My phone weighs heavy in my mind,

See the blood begin to drain.

All is gray now in my sight,

As the warmth fades to rain.

My phone weighs heavy in my hand,

Maybe metal, maybe stone.

I grasp it tightly for reprieve,

But it only helps to grieve.