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.