It's hard to stand up again,
Little woman and no man...
Buried in pain!
Feeling such strain...
BREAKFAST BLOOD
By TC, August 2026...
Closed eyes and sealed mouths
numbed by the pregnant moonlight...
....as moon awaits, to greet your soul
you’ll cross a bridge where lies no troll...
There is a river I return to
not because it waits for me...
When your brother was born
The birth was traumatic...
On an old wooden cross,
beneath the blistering Sun...
My heart is broken into a million shards
But my demeanor won't let it show...