In me I carry burden, regret,
and guilt from memories that
were planted in my mind a long
time ago and now seem hard to
forget.
They've grown roots which
attach to my nerves. Each move
I make I remind myself of what
I've done. Like a constant itch.
With passing days, and no
resolution to this madness the
roots begin to latch on tighter.
The plant grows stronger this
way.  
Eventually, sanity will slip
completely leaving only the
plant to control what's left
of my vacant human shell.