Ma...an homage to you...
- Lalima
- Jun 3, 2024
- 1 min read
The womb I should celebrate
The umbilical cord that nourished me
Lay distant , unreachable,... pupils dilated
The heart I found my wandering soul never far from
Is failing to revive with my love.
And I shut her away...afraid to look at the future corpse.
I dived deep in your world, searching
Unsure if I will resurface or float to the rock bottom...
Trauma! "You let it rule you !" your laughter echoes through my body...
Which womb hasn't been scarred by trauma? Is there ever an embryo which isn't imprinted with those?
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