Joune
dear dad
deur: tamiabrown.x
i started cutting because i needed to find something that hurt more than your words
07-01-2019
liewe sonneblom
deur: tamiabrown.x
jy dwaal rond in my drome
in elke sluk asem
in elke traan wat my wange vlek
elke euforiese oomblik is gekleur met skynsels van verlies
ek het vandag jou stem in die sagte wind gehoor
ek voel die laaste ritme van jou pols elke keur as jou ma my vas hou
jy
is
oral
behalwe waar ek jou die meeste
nodig het
- in my arms.
28-01-2019
sorrymother
deur: tamiabrown.x
As you cradle me in your tired arms
In the depth of depressive night
and gently try to rock the tears away,
I silently fear that perhaps
this picture of
supposed
maternal solace
is a premonition of what is to come;
A distraught mother
shaking her daughter’s
lifeless
self-inflicted
pained
body, trying to rock the answers out
and gazing at the bloodstained walls
hoping,
though falsely,
and too late,
that the blood can still flow
from a dead heart.
07-01-2019