Willow

My soul is a wilting willow tree. 

The roots 

burrow 

deep 

Under

Earth 

How my feet dig into the sand on a sunny day

The trunk is my heart

    It beats for my body 

The way the trunk holds everything up and in 

When you cut me in a half you can count my rings 

Then will you see me for me

The bark is my skin

Marked 

with everlasting tales of my eternal existence

It protects me from anything and everything 

The Branches are my heart 

Taking up too much space 

reaching up to the birds who don’t care enough to look down 

Hung down with the weight of life 

All the sorrow and regret

As night the whistling of the wind haunts me

But they can be trimmed I try to remind myself

I have always longed to be outside where I could feel the sun on my face and the wind in my hair.

The leaves are my memories

Too many to count 

Too many to remember 

From too long ago 

losing them everyday 

The only evidence of life 

The Tree never stops growing 

Growing limp 

Growing tired 

Growing silent 

The tree makes no noise in the wind 

It just sits still in its strength 

I needed fresh air in order to not crumble to my social anxiety. 

Lavender is what I would really prefer. 

It is how i have always wanted to smell

Sweet and floral

What if I don’t want to be stuck in place for eternity?

It can't stay strong forever 

It starts to lean over a pond 

How I lean over the counter at work or lay on my bed 

I float

Looking up from my backstroke into the sun

My soul is a willow tree 

Everlasting and forever growing 

Could I be an Evergreen?

Am I even a tree?

Can I be a Jellyfish?

. My soul is like a Jellyfish 

Forever flowing down a unknown direction

The body is my brain

Protecting me from the peculiar pushes of existing 

The tentacles are my heart

Stinging anyone who stops my solitude 

Why should I compare myself to something that I will never be

Where do I go when I die?

Where would I go if I was a jellyfish?

Where would I go as a tree?

Are we really that different in the big picture?

When I die I want to be returned to the earth.