A Catatonic Simian
Ex-Bluelighter
The branches creak beneath a gathered weight of emptied hearts
Fresh and bloody and torn
Swinging in a breeze of lonely sighs.
The Sorrow Tree grows away from the sun, instead drawn to the long shadows of darker moments
Where the roots take their sustenance from the honesty of tears.
Thorns scratch and rip the skin, leaving wide, ugly wounds that bleed with hurt and anger and frustration.
Locked away fragile memories spill out and are laid bare, to stain the earth and ghost the land between what was and what can never be again.
See how we become mud and clay and blood and feeling?
The love that untangled between us like wool caused this!!
Fresh and bloody and torn
Swinging in a breeze of lonely sighs.
The Sorrow Tree grows away from the sun, instead drawn to the long shadows of darker moments
Where the roots take their sustenance from the honesty of tears.
Thorns scratch and rip the skin, leaving wide, ugly wounds that bleed with hurt and anger and frustration.
Locked away fragile memories spill out and are laid bare, to stain the earth and ghost the land between what was and what can never be again.
See how we become mud and clay and blood and feeling?
The love that untangled between us like wool caused this!!
