The Burning Tree

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I lay down tonight my head swimming with dreams for tomorrow

knowing they will never happen.

I cry my eyes filled with hatred.

I force myself to stop because 

I refuse to give you the satisfaction 

of seeing me cry or cower. 

So I laugh at you or spit in your face

because I've dealt with much worse. 

But what should I expect from 

the man who raised the burning man. 

You have taken her away again.

I'm slowly dying again, this time at 

Your hands.

I cry again in the painful cell

looking around I see the songs for her. 

You know my only weakness is them,

My friends.

So you lock me away 

And take them down one by one.

First the rose

Then the owl

Soon after the squirrel. 

But you can't find the wolf.

She hides bringing me food and water.

Running at the sight of the sun.

She's the one that will save me 

from ripping off my flesh.

Cause I scream at night again

and it hurts her ears yet she still stays.

I know my shouts are useless 

She is miles away.

But yet my foolish heart still has hope. 

And maybe one day she'll save the day

But until then I am the burning tree

my leaves falling into the river of depression 

forever more.