Scream
down into the holes
of all the little girls
who killed you.
Scream
into the souls
of those mothers
who left you
and found you beautiful
and let you
rip the holes
of all the little girls
to keep you.
Scream
at those who loved
with cold and smoke
you took
you choked
dreams and dealt
illusions.
Scream
your ears filled with the blood
of all the little girls
waiting
to hear tears answered.