branches, flowers and fruits
they dont weigh me down
the soil has been my mother
my roots are soaked in brown

summer burnt me over
winter stripped me down
monsoon was my lover
almost always out of town

time it passed so quickly
from the day i was once sown
yes i did wonder sometimes
reasons for which i was born

years turned and twisted me
but i still wear my crown
i am bent but not fallen
is that why you axe me now

Spinning in my head, with nothing in my mind.

My thoughts are reactions as I bleed

As my breaths go no where, I engulf to breathe.

My shivering spine, thats attached to my mind.

A mind that's dying within my head.

My eyes then roll back as I'm left for dead.

Sickness
Is it the mind or body

Disease
Is it the mind or body

Is it real or an illusion
Is it population control
or is it part of Government economics

What started this
Was it God or Satin

Was it made in a lab
Or an experiment gone bad

Is it the first of the four horseman
Revelations: 6

The white horse, pestilence
The red horse, victory, war
The pale horse, famine
The black horse, death

Is this something that's real
Think about what's going on in this world

Ebola, ISIS, North Korea,
And now Russia on the verge of collapsing

Think about it

she tries to ease her mind of your memories with showers
but the water always runs cold before she's finished crying