Who,
what,
Or how,
May impregnate,
But the birth itself is the trauma,
And the placenta is the monster,
Thus mental illness is born.
Placenta…
She spoke but no one heard, every scream seemed a whisper, and so she took pen to paper…
She spoke but no one heard, every scream seemed a whisper, and so she took pen to paper…
Who,
what,
Or how,
May impregnate,
But the birth itself is the trauma,
And the placenta is the monster,
Thus mental illness is born.