The Withered Garden

Dear Anxiety,

Deep down inside you live

Planted in me like tree roots

Unwanted like weeds overtaking an innocent garden

You thrive in the darkness of my soul

Like seeds blossoming in the soil

You crave my attention

As a pitiful plant craves water

And as I wilt away

You take the beauty of my petals

When the sun comes out

I see no light

For you’ve taken my energy

I’m a byproduct of your maturation

You began to sprout

And out you came

Like a thorn on a rose

As my tears stream

You have been fed

As I shrivel

You flourish

Deep down inside you live

Planted in me like tree roots

But when all my branches finally break

What will be there to hold you up?