When Roots Rot

Grown in filth
without love or nurture;
neglect rotted our roots deep below.

Growing pains
from swaying in great storms;
deceit drained our desire to flower.

Leaves wilted
while fungus clogged our veins;
we craved the caress of a rainbow.

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Sparkling Emerald Eyes

your arms, like carved oak, protected me

The Devil’s Whisper

caused my life to vanish

Bound in Darkness

my blood flowed over golden sands

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Dear Father

never hear you tell me you loved me

Cold Inheritance

in the end you finally broke my heart

Mental Illness Demon

whispered fears and deranged ideas

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Tearful Eyes

dulled my mind and left my soul despaired

Beaten and Broken

wrapped me in snug warm wool

When No One Saw and No One Heard

the soil soaked in my hurried hurt