Deep sounds verbalize
tones crystal sharp in the ear
My healing- system settle
My new favorite words
The nervous system and the brain
Looking out to see what's in
Pushing away from a secret
Forming compost piles of lies
Rotting on the self harm of hurting girls
Bleeding hearts out for boys vicious in the cycles of broken hearts
Remain trying to hide
Dying
Intricate in numerous ways
Unloved unquenchable
The god hole they call it
Un Changed
In paper remains like
Memories
Sharp swords that never went away avoided to this day
What's the trauma little momma ?
I don't know it went away
One day words I'm goona say
Floating at rest on the melted sea of my tundra