Heavenly Tree
Ghostlike rage
Haunts me…it smothers me…
I can’t handle the smell of burning sage
It overpowers me…will I EVER be free?
Sweltering rage
Grasps on to me…it bothers me…
I can’t expose my courage on stage
It’s horrendous…will you EVER pay the fee?
Childlike mirth
Reigns upon me…It chases after me...
I can’t let loose my youthful imagination, flipping page to page
It towers over me…will I EVER joyfully flee?
Heavenly birth
Recoils from affliction… tracking me down…
I can’t shed the grief that lead to rage
It pulls me back…will I EVER be a budding tree?
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2012
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