So much swirling in my head today
and swirling in the world around me

In spaces meant to connect us
with faceless, nameless, bodyless people of the world

Stories shared that resonate all too familiar
spurred on by that charged phrase

grab them by the *****.

I still wonder how it went down
waking up in bed, wondering how i got home

Not knowing where that night had gone,
until you bragged about your conquest

Memories lost, in black and blur
did I block in naive hopes to save my soul?
or had I drowned my memory in drink
ensnaring myself

It led to quarrels with the one I loved,
bragging lead to broken hearts, once for my love, twice for me

pray for the *****.

As we watch hundreds of women pronounce their pain,
I pray for the countless more festering silently inside

For broken dreams, shattered hearts, swirling minds,
and the weights we can't unload