Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2016
you'll never pull out my roots
their depth is deceiving
10% of me
is all your seeing

i stay low to the earth
down in the dirt
digging for strength
deep in the hurt

i'll never bottom out
staring at the floor
it's my perfect illusion
there's a trap door
vinny
Written by
vinny  Seattle WA
(Seattle WA)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems