god-like

reneesunknown

My suffering is god-like

waiting to be recognized; worshiped day and night.

it gnaws at my insides as if i have been stuck inside myself, starving.

 

what is it about motherhood that is drawn to this daughter?

it stole my youth and shoved maturity down my throat

until i was left vomiting pieces of the girl i thought i was.

 

It is an echo inside livelihood

the gravel road which leaves cuts and grooves seeping youthful sorrow.

and despair knows no man like their brother

the other who envelops them in anemic visions.

  • Author: reneesunknown (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 2nd, 2023 08:29
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 5


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