My river of tears, the grief of lifetimes—
the mourning song of all the versions
who held it in far too long just to survive.
A vigil for all the pain endured in silence.

For the innocence stolen.
For the dreams deferred.
For the strength it took just to keep going.

Waters the sacred soil beneath
where a new life can breathe and grow.
A healing. A reclaiming.
Stepping into the fierce power of my truth.

With each tear that bravely falls,
I honor the girl, the teen, the woman.
I honor the warrior, the survivor, the sacred soul
who lived through every painful chapter.