Everyone's gardens flourish

but mine still hasn't grown.

I wish I could go somewhere
to escape it all.

Drown in my tears
and let the darkness envelop me.

The sun is so bright
When what I'm really wishing for is night.

Tears well up in our eyes

but we learn to keep them inside.

burrow them deep into your soul

and never let them go.


until it's too late.

Does it not feel hurt
When you slam it?

It's hard to not long for warmth
when you're tied to the cold.