A tree long forgotten

It's bark rough and rotten

Sits fully grown

In a forest all alone.

At one point it tried

To stand with pride

Young and spry

It reached for the sky.

But after years of rejection

Devoid of affection

It is hunched over, mangled

Boughs and roots all tangled.

It just wanted a friend

With time to spend

But no one was loyal

Every friendship would spoil.

It has withered with the beating

Its soil is depleting

Every night it weeps

While trying to sleep.

The tree still stands

Broken from life's demands

The leaves on the tree swirl into the air

Captured in the winds of despair.