Gardens - Poetry

TW: This poem hints at a toxic relationship and overall declining mental health, if you're not in a place to read this then i understand, take care of yourself <3

I wrote this poem over a year ago and I am in a FAR better place mentally so please do not worry, I now only wish to share my art with others who are willing to give it the time of day ^_^

without further ado..

GARDENS

Needles have been sunk into my chest

Since August truly decided

To reveal itself as the cruel beast

It was going to become.

They couldn’t tend to their own garden,

I tried to plant bindweed,

But only heath grew.

Every night spend pulling at 

Each of their feeble fingers,

Breaking the already decaying bone.

Just to get their gentle eyes

To look at my rose clouded glasses.

Once the pink fog cleared my vision,

Their eyes now greying,

When i thought they were finally learning to glow.

What have i done wrong?

It’s hard for me to be seen as worth your devotion.

When crimson still leaks from the holes

Created all that time ago.

I’ll tarnish and stain your

Fragile skin with the lies

They once whispered in eager ears.

My agony now yours to hold.

So please could you stroke 

My flacking skin.

Make me feel the intimacy that

I don’t deserve to feel.

Even if you will never plant tulips in My browning garden,

At least I can pretend the the roses are not yellow.