My roots are dug deep and have seeped every ounce of malevolent delight from a rich soil
They stubbornly intertwine with one another
But my branches remain high in the sky
Embellished by a dynamic color to gracefully appease my visitors
And my bark..
My bark is chipped at and carved into -
Scarred from the keys of momentary love
A love merely to be infatuation.
Broken.