My womanhood is breaking up under

All this shame and anger buried under

This path of life is voiding all advice

and now there's footsteps fighting on the way

I am still that little girl

Looking up my mother's skirt

I see her big dark mystery but get no answers

just embarrassment and shame for asking

Go on, depression, night is long

So in my own dark mystery (flowers)

I feel the shame of generations mothers

There is a rage that cannot be explained

to be your woman is to be more like a thing

We never talk about it

And the world is hungry for it

I walk away from family and give myself away too easily

I fall flat on my face

Go on, depression, night is long

Go through, depression, night is long

Darkness, naked, night is long

Can't go deeper than I've gone

Darkest forgo, night is long

I'm here, so close to the wall

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

Go on

The roots that dare to go so deep into the

ground will grow the highest to the sky