Sewing my lips shut,
already knowing
I don't even have a tongue.
Still,
couldn't stop the talk
how to wage war,
how to defend the wreckage
of my own barriers.
How to tell them —
keep working,
just don't drag me back here.
I'm defenseless.
Mother of the tears.
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 1:40 PM UTC
Sewing my lips shut,
already knowing
I don't even have a tongue.
Still,
couldn't stop the talk
how to wage war,
how to defend the wreckage
of my own barriers.
How to tell them —
keep working,
just don't drag me back here.
I'm defenseless.
Mother of the tears.
