All my life,
you said what you said.
I did what you said.
I wore full-sleeved clothes.
I stayed quiet.
My cries went into vacuum—
swallowed, silent.
But you always stood strong.
It’s the colour of skin.
The hair you couldn’t tame.
The nose that wasn’t yours.
I always just...
heard what you said
until my ears bled out.
You remind me of the mountains—
the ones I grew up with:
tall, oddly shaped, and proud.
It’s shocking
that my tears made you crumble,
like a lost girl at sea.
Glad to see,
the past haunts you
like it does me.
May 25, 2025
May 25, 2025 at 1:48 PM UTC
All my life,
you said what you said.
I did what you said.
I wore full-sleeved clothes.
I stayed quiet.
My cries went into vacuum—
swallowed, silent.
But you always stood strong.
It’s the colour of skin.
The hair you couldn’t tame.
The nose that wasn’t yours.
I always just...
heard what you said
until my ears bled out.
You remind me of the mountains—
the ones I grew up with:
tall, oddly shaped, and proud.
It’s shocking
that my tears made you crumble,
like a lost girl at sea.
Glad to see,
the past haunts you
like it does me.