Memiors of a Madman

Can You See Me from the Willow Tree?

Can You See Me from the Willow Tree?

As a young boy writes on his wrist,

He feels a feeling he can't miss,

A sweet sweet relief,

That medicine couldn't achieve.

He learns each day,

To find relief from pain.

Instead of learning to find love from hate.

The young boy grew into a teen.

That's when he found a tree.

He went there either day or night.

Through relationships or a fight.

He became a refugee in that old willow tree.

The teen graduated but was still a boy,

In which people treated him as a toy.

His girlfriend left and so did words.

The silence cut like swords.

And he soon went back to that tree.

He wrote and he wrote,

To come up with a note.

That said:

To whom this has been read,

I am already dead.

But I have to ask honestly.

Can you see me from the willow tree?