tear-drinker
looking into the kitchen because i couldn’t sleep
my mother bent over her drink
her sobs muffled by her thick hair
falling in front of her face
i thought i was a monster but
these sorts of things happen to everyone
looking into the kitchen because i couldn’t sleep
my mother bent over her drink
her sobs muffled by her thick hair
falling in front of her face
i thought i was a monster but
these sorts of things happen to everyone