Mum, do I make you happy?
I am like my mother-
Full of unbridled anger.
Demented obsession,
And untamed emotions.
I am like my mother-
Filled with despair,
And trauma.
I am like my mother-
Wishing to be older.
YOU ARE READING
𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓, poetry and prose.
Poetry" I have opened a vacuum of nihilistic thoughts, and I cannot stop it. "
