Amidst a thriving forest of trees
Lies one lonely, desolate soul.
Cast out by the world,
It is left-
Alone.
Starving for sunlight;
Desperate to live just one more day.
Winding, twisting, stretching,
Morphing itself
In the hopes of catching even a glimpse of a kinder, more forgiving world
Shunned by the sun,
Bitterness takes root.
Leaves flee;
Bark becomes dry, cracked and soon rots away.
Left with nothing.
Each day is plagued with struggle
For this lost soul
Lies one lonely, desolate soul.
Cast out by the world,
It is left-
Alone.
Starving for sunlight;
Desperate to live just one more day.
Winding, twisting, stretching,
Morphing itself
In the hopes of catching even a glimpse of a kinder, more forgiving world
Shunned by the sun,
Bitterness takes root.
Leaves flee;
Bark becomes dry, cracked and soon rots away.
Left with nothing.
Each day is plagued with struggle
For this lost soul
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