#prune
prune myself into pretty shapes
anything you would like
anything that is your type
shrink myself into perfect shapes
nothing you could spite
anything that you deem right
why must i hide myself in so many ways?
invisible pain, lacing my brain
why must i divide myself everyday?
crumbling under the pressure of strain
why can’t i be held completely?
conditional lovers, frequently deceive me
why can no one see me?
spent too long undermining my meaning
i hide and don’t try
i store my shame inside
i find my light too bright
hold it in to not blind
Dec 10, 2025
Dec 10, 2025 at 10:07 AM UTC
If vines
get pruned
should we
do the same
to regrow
healthier
thoughts?
Jan 23, 2025
Jan 23, 2025 at 7:10 AM UTC
It was an unexpected travesty
While I sipped on my Paris tea
Black and swirling in the creamy cup
The melancholy inside wasn’t made up
The touches shared never to be replayed
A pen left wordless on the splotched page
The story of us dwindled and ended
I’ll yearn the soul I lost and befriended
It stains the wanderings in my heart
Restless longing never to depart
Will she look at you the way I did too
Or with her smile is your gaze anew
Amongst any spoken tendril I have to say
You’ll ignore it regardless, keep it at bay
No matter wherever I beg and try
Forever I’ll be pinned as the bad guy
Your friends affirm it without any doubt
The words you spill attract gallons of clout
And even with a vine of knowledge to prove
They’d pry and spy ‘til nothing’s left to prune
Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 11:14 PM UTC
tiny fragile bud
clean prune cultivate nurture—
precious child blossoms
© 2020 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 11:03 AM UTC
Like a plant,
You sometimes need to prune the dead parts of you in order to let the new parts grow.
Hanging on to dead things won't awaken them.,they'll keep rotting and cause harm to the whole lot of you.
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 9:01 AM UTC