Willow Tree
I stand in the shadows
of the dark
scary past
its filled with sadness
and unforgiving sin's
I want to scream
and sout
and jump all about
but I dont
I keep it hidden within
in the small box
hidden within my heart
I keep my special
secret box
lacked for all eternity
until I began
to willow
like the old willow tree
that I saw
in my mind
and every day
it slopes
closer
and closer
to the ground
until it finally falls
all of its leaves
drop to the ground
it must be winter
and the winter chill
kicks in
and I sit
and shiver
until I weep
and all of the
secrets
and feelings
in the box
come out.
