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my mind is a skeleton tree
alive but leafless.
ive blocked out the sun
with toxic sludge.
was it worth it?
i offer only what i have,
a bag of obvious answers,
and bare branches.
this place is a desert
with no cacti.
a mirrage oasis.
no one controls the weather
like i do.
Dead eyes, so full of life
No reason to cry or every reason in the world?
Black heart, overflowing with love
Does it bleed because it's broken or cause it likes to?
Empty head, baring the burden of knowledge
Is it oblivious to it's flaws or simply in denial?
Clumsy body, so graceful and light
Do all those scars give it character or reveal a mental illness?
Foreboding storm cloud, so badly needed by the flowers
Do you stand in the rain cause its cool on your skin or because it hides the tears?
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