Savannah Harvison Poet I do not know?

A Warped Endeavor

I never thought that your endeavor
to control my mind with all of your anger
could warp it forever.
How do you see that it is fair 
to live a life in fear?
Even if I might know I'm 
quite safe. I wouldn't dare
open up my gate.
My garden of pain 
I try to play it safe
Prepared, I stay
Because I never know if something will flare.
I might let someone set their foot in
and take a peek even
But I'm too afraid to say them
"You want to stay?"
"This isn't Eden"
This where you were angry
hen your aim became lazy
This is where you called me crazy
This ugly garden of weeds
is why I'm forced to okay with lonely 
But some roots set too deep
and when I sleep they give me pain
Because you absorbed all of my rain
Nothing could grow
it was too dry
Everything went down in flames
and my garden was deadened
Though my pain slowly fades away, 
I'm reluctant
It's still ugly.
And if someone were to peek in
what should I say?
"You want to stay?"
It's so dry, so dead
I'd hate for them to catch flame
Because this is where you got angry
and gave me pain so deeply
This is how my mind is warped.
This is why my gate stays shut.

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