There is too much noise
I want to scream, to yell
Shut up shut up shut up
But my mouth is shut
A tight-presses line keeping
A wildfire on the inside
My heart is not in my throat
It is pounding too hard,
Secure in my chest,
No,
The weight in the back of my throat
Is not my heart
My teeth are bared
I know the taste of dirt and pain
Do not think of me as mortal
Divinity has made a home in my veins
It whispers
R I P
T E A R
B U R N
I wonder how far your bones will bend
Before they break
Your petty apologizes did not save you
Your threatens of violence did not forsake you
You are lucky that I carry
The soul of a mother
