Write This Letter For Me

Trees swaying in the breeze, with thick branches hanging over the land, carrying a solemn message for everyone. The roots run firmly into the ground and the extend troughout the town and form a cluster that no one can see, soon or later they will come pining after thee , get your pen and come for heaven is melting under the sun and we have to complete this before the day is I have more than a thousand words to say, words that I hope will make your day, and if I miss a certain line you can read in between the lines for something is there that words cannot share. The rivers run deep and the tunnels are built underneath the street and the valley of swine with mouths longer than my head are peeping from underneath the bed. It’s the trail you cannot see that obstruct the path before you reach your final destiny. Don’t forget to dot the( I) for upon it your safety relies. Come and write this letter for me, I am not short of words but there are times when my heart is full but no one understand How a heavy heart can hold you in contempt and cause you experience the living hell. There are times when I fall upon my knees but I hear my own voice speaking back to me, it is my own words that will shake the tree and scatter the fruit’s in the city; it is my own words that will make me happy so write them carefully for me. Days have gone by that I could heal for the pressure was mounting on me. I have traveled distance to see you, but no one seems to know you. You have occupied my space, and my whole life has changed, you have made me into a public spectacle for everyone to rely on you fail to learn the truth, how you have destroyed the youth with your religiosity and they are very unhappy, you have to teach them what is right and let them know that life is a big fight. Here I am in the middle of it, and I want you to take me away from this place before the heavens breaks, I don’t like it here and I have much to share, help me to cross this phase and start a new life in the other place, the wounds are deep, but destiny will make my life complete. Thousand upon thousand are waiting here and they too have a story to tell about life in hell. Fire is not burning but hearts are screaming the plane has one final trip to make so deliver the letter before it is too late, and meet me at the gate at three; I will be waiting for thee. Write this letter for me and unravel the secret that leads to my destiny.