she's lost,
again amidst those machinary chaos
she's lost,
searching for the meaning of her life
she's lost,
waiting for that one to get found by
she's lost,
because she's tired of everything
she's tired of inhumane things she's been through
she's lost,
again inside the darkness of hers
she's tired of trying,
she's tired of understanding,
she's tired of sacrificing.
she's like a broken crayon,
which still colors
but isn't left much to give.
she's drowning,
she has stopped.
© rat de bibliothèque_femme