I wrote a note with your name mentioned But deleted every word within a second The feeling is long and drawn out But it’s nothing aside the bigger picture And much like a small city on this planet It’s only feels larger when inside of it
The withering tree Bare branches Reaching out for a plea Weathered Yet, hoping for a miracle Peeling off The barks from the trunk Roots trying to hold firm Reaching deeper In search of hope In the midst of ruins Narrating a sordid tale Of wilting beauty
My words Convey Deepest feelings From the soul Revived With every drop Of ink Bridged Is the chasm Between me and blank pages Crossing over To dwell Among the lines Betwixt Are the meanings