Last night
I took my sadness for a walk
We walked
through the garden of my soul
We stood
at the foot of my fountain
And he looked at me
his eyes
like a dark cloud
choking out the sunlight
I told him
You are not welcome here
not now, not ever
A seed was planted
Trees stretched from the earth
and as they reached for the sky
Flowers grew and roses bloomed
The clouds burned up
and rain turned to ash
As I pushed him out
I locked the gates
Of my newfound Eden
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 9:33 PM UTC
Last night
I took my sadness for a walk
We walked
through the garden of my soul
We stood
at the foot of my fountain
And he looked at me
his eyes
like a dark cloud
choking out the sunlight
I told him
You are not welcome here
not now, not ever
A seed was planted
Trees stretched from the earth
and as they reached for the sky
Flowers grew and roses bloomed
The clouds burned up
and rain turned to ash
As I pushed him out
I locked the gates
Of my newfound Eden
