she builds up her appearance
with his gaze instilled in her,
losing herself to become
what she thinks he wants to see
and questions
if she was ever herself at all.
her seed now offers endless fruit
but it is not for him.
in fact, it's not even for herself
because now all she is now
is a woman destroyed.
- S.M.
"womanhood"
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Poetrythis poetry collection embraces mental illness, trauma, passion, anger, and family relations through vast seas of words. my hope is to inspire others by turning raw heartache into relatable moments. warning: this book contains potentially sensitive...
