Hurt

The Poison Tree of Hatred

I found the seeds within myself,

I planted them underneath my bed,

I watered them with my tears of hatred,

Until the tree grew and grew

And in my sleep the branches reached out from  

Underneath my bed

And strangled me and chained me to my bed,

And at night the sound of wind in the tree

Was the sound of chains clanking.

And in its highest branches there grew

The yellowiest slanted eyes watched my every move.

This tree held all my negative feelings

And the tree was mine.