my roots are long as my branches
i tend to steer away from treehuggers
as i reach out into the night to hug someone back
it does not go as planned 
there's blood on my branches
i do not mean to hurt you.
such a devilish pretty tree.
leaves tainted with poison
roots that tells stories
there's something gone feral at the back of my mind
it screams and yells
i tape it shut and hang it from the tree
for i have vowed you don't belong here, but this is your home too.
my anger has lived here long before i knew it was hidden
what has lived here is the only part of me that has understood
the pain when others have wronged me
and as i try to trim and cut your branches
i try to tame you making sure you don't become wild
i starve and tape you shut when you become to loud
you bite everyone you want to be gentle too.
i don't know how to be a gentle as nature
i don't know how to be a gentle girl without leaving cracks in everything i touch
i cannot talk to you nicely without screaming or insulting
please do not cut me down
i'll be a good tree
my leaves will grow green without envy
my branches will learn to hug back
the wind doesn't even show up anymore
instead if you listen when everything goes quiet
you can here the roots screaming from underneath
do not listen too harshly
you may feel sorry
and your blood will drip from my branches
because who wouldn't want to give
a poison tree a hug