Crushed in the open
The world all a scene
Watching the pain
of the shame in my being

I scratch at the surface
I reach through my wounds
I pull out no purpose
and none returns soon

The earth is so cold
The leaves toss right by
I see all these visions
of trees as they die

Stark in their splendor
Dark in their night
Here I surrender
while holding on tight

(November 23rd, 2017)