FAMILY | MOTHERHOOD

Out of Place

In the midst of the banging crowd

I remained silent…

In the presence of the misty cries


I remained silent…

things aren’t things anymore

little by little, my heart leaps for joy

step by step, i’m joining the unholy ground

time now is immemorial

feelings of anxiety and unbelongingness

vague army of desperation

nebulous clan of depression

invisible… unreachable…

unbearable…

reaching the loop of death

extending the arm to the top of the mountain

creating a society of foolishness

forging the scent of the highest heaven…

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