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on a hill stood wicked tree
a single root, branches three

one branch was war
one branch was want
one branch was greed
horrid haunt

its root was pride
its power great
acid soil of perfect hate

its bark like scabs
sulfuric green
a stunted growth
twisted . mean

lichen of ignorance
crusted there
on the north side
of despair

black mushrooms
sprouted from its pores
growing from
starvation's spores

and yet it thrived and gave its fruit
they were put forth by the root

these carried seeds to plant in season
they want it growing for some reason

they plant it lone upon a hill
where it can grow
it's growing
still

it grows from you
it grows from me
we feed that hateful

wicked tree


soulsurvivor
rewritten
(c) 6/13/2015
first draft 2014

I wish
To sleep in your arms every night
I wish
To hold you close,so tight
I wish
To love you for eternity
I wish
You love me too in reality
I wish
You are the perfect one I believe
I wish
The castle I am building will survive
I wish
Together we create a world of possibilities
I wish
You make me believe in my abilities
I wish
I can make you happy, as you make me
I wish
We grow and grow together like a tree
I wish
To be the one you want to be with
I wish
This is not something of a myth
I wish
My wishes gets fullfilled
I wish
I can only wish....

Less than three months left.
More than three months in.
To be sure of my day of getting back to reality
I just have to keep a good grasp onto
This smile Ive come fond of
I need to stick to doing it myself
And not waiting for someone
Or more likely
Some substance
Like a pill of some sort
Or the sticky stuff
Or the liquid stuff
The point is
I got this
And my job is to prove that
Stay on track
Put up with these druggies' ******* for a bit longer



And then
I'l be home.