A Garden's Heart
I can smile and look at everything
Twisting a strand of hair with my finger,
A childish expression i wear to pass the time.
Until then I am wasting my time skipping and stepping on broken leaves,
My toes growing numb from the water soaking into my shoes.
I balance myself as I walk closer to this violence
That blooms and sweeps over my garden,
Devastating the other beauties that have grown all year
While the season of love hasn't ended.
While the season of love hasn't ended.
My arms were once spread out,
Waiting for your nourishment, but are now wilting like dead petals
The remaining sunshine fading off the mountains.
I shrink back into my form of darkness,
a message left unread because you were too late to ask me.
Another year you must wait until I awake from this absense of light.
Have I ever changed your perspective, like the others that watched me grow?
Have I ever pained you to see my anchor
Plummet through dirt
Sinking into place when my feet no longer swayed
Casting this smile out of the darkness,
I wake myself up
My face coruscating under a fallacious light,
Deceiving you to trust my lie.
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