Evil Vine

Grows like a weed
Strangles my mind
Takes over me
This evil vine
Planted in madness
Sadness it's seeds
Watered with fear
Sunned in mediocrity 
It's ravaging, savage
It twists things, it lies
Pain's it's photosynthesis 
That's how it survives
I have to break free of it
Hack off it's leaves
Pull it out from it's roots
Before it overgrows me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Situation Avatar
May 22, 2022 at 7:55 PM
May be the first from you. I love it!!!!!!! You got me I have questions, and I look at your art. Makes me think " how does this apply to me."
Mahoney Avatar
May 23, 2022 at 3:57 AM
It's about anxiety and depression. How it can grow so big and strangle your well being so quickly. " Grows like a weed". You have to beat it down before it takes over. Thanks for your kind words. Xo. Laurie
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