The Thorn Tree

I’ve climbed up a thorn tree In my rush, my escape to be free There’s no haven up here Only pain and torment surrounding me I’ll bleed on these branches Only my tears will escape these dry leaves Crushing on the rocks below the tranches Falling down to my meaningless sorrow The lies I told poke at my paradise I left a life worth enduring, crash landing There’s a gaping hole in my existence Dying to rejoin the world of the living Trying to hold on, bearing no fruit I’m up here, but I’m really down Arms across my aching heart I’m falling apart, but I'm not done