#latemother
I would scream until my lungs burned
And until my face was blue,
If it meant my voice would reach the heavens
If it meant my voice would reach you.
And I would cry a thousand tears,
I would cry until I drowned the earth,
If it meant I could build a raft and
Float up to you.
But my voice will not reach the heavens, and my tears; they cannot pool.
So I am stuck here writing and mourning,
In all my thoughts
Of You.
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 10:00 AM UTC