(Old quote from the same poem that is my fav that I’ve ever written)
I could’ve sown my lips shut / Hold quietude as a shield / But I never knew how to sew / And my lips were never sealed
For my hate is far grander / It bleeds far thicker / Runs far deeper / And grows far quicker
I’ll say these words louder / Yelling what I could not yell then / As my hands grasp my options / I won’t be devoured again