Its been so long now but you still have your roots berried  in my heart crushing my lungs my hands raw from trying to pull your roots out so i can breath my heart is sore from trying to yank them out i only made it worse for my self now in pain suffocating

I drank this summer away to forgot about you it only made it worse because how could I forget someone who had grown inside my chest who left scars welts bruises and busted lips upon my fragile body so i drank to become numb and it worked

Now i see you around town it still hurts like the roots have grown deeper and get yanked as they grow tight around my lungs leaving me gasping for air

Now i have him he cant find a place in my chest which is now a jungle of your trees