Nov
23
Bullsh*t
It only took words
to amputate all that growth.
Your words as much as
Anything he said or did:
Your delusion is astounding.
You would rather tell anyone else—
The pain you feel,
The burden you bear.
Anyone,
but the ones
Who might help you,
Hold you,
Stand beside you.
Did you light a candle,
Or did you curse the darkness?
The tree rotted, yes,
Its strength eaten from within.
You saw the signs—
Felt the disease spread,
The blight consume
Green leaves and
White flowers.
Yet you did nothing,
Said nothing.
The cure was within your grasp,
not an arm’s length away.
You wouldn’t even reach that far.
Your solution was as simple
and convenient
as a trip to the tool shed.
Who laid the axe to the tree?
You.
