18 years since I broke your womb.
Years back, I sunk with the grass, mossy touch of nature and sunlight lulled me to sleep.
Tis the night I shake
All that hasn't fazed me had found me.
All that hasn't shook me back then shakes me now.
I feel it in my bones.
Eating less, starving myself..
I wake up and wish I was asleep.
I am a vessel for both her and me.
She weeps and snaps,
I joke and flirt.
If she comes I let her.
