a dead tree in a forest of green

a dead tree in a forest of green

roots choked 

full of mistrust

fighting the urge to come to dust

my roots dug deep into the ground 

no life could be found 

it all crumbled away

just as any other day

no reason to stay

no where to leave to

nowhere

nowhere

my rotted roots

no place for them to lay

no light for the weak

no day

no summers day

no winters moons

no day

only gray

eternal shade of the tall trees

a maze of haze

where all your useless pleas stay

from all those days wept waiting for a chance waiting for a change

but that day never came 

always the same

it doesn't need to be raining for there to be no sun

the light in my eyes flickers dwindles

nothing left 

nothing for my soul to kindle

reanimate from the ash

no sparks no fire

no desire

the dead tree gives nothing and takes nothing away

not winters moons nor even light of a day

that dead tree in the forest of green

even into the ground it couldn't creep away

the strangling vines that made it stay

suffocated it anyways

the tree now gives as it takes away

but it is still just same

a dead tree in a forest of green

no light for the weak

no day

only gray...

Reviews

[The Exiled Wolf]

I see this as a sad story of a desperate tree that tries to be alive but fails - and in a bigger picture, tries to connect with the others, but no miracle takes place. Maybe all you need is to share the remaining life force with another gray tree in the forest - find them eagerly as they are not the mainstream, but they are there.

[TheAimlessWanderer]

and share the pain all the same weather through the storms and rain the life given may be taken away but rough weather friends will stick with you through the ends of days and the rough weather may come and wash it all away in your heart those days will stay resounding over the sound of the torrential rain and washing and drowning away all the pain a storm that it is but sad it is not that spot in flood that it all comes through, in the end a flood it may be but one with new breaths to be had and ponder with rejoice the voice in the rising storms

[Ted Kniffen]

Sorry, Chris. Playing catch up with my reviewing. This is a powerful commentary on life and the different ways we feel as we travel through it. After a forest fire has burned through, new life appears in the ash. Good will come from bad. Good work.

[Namyh]

The Aimless Wanderer - Perhaps "a dead tree in a forest of green" is not unlike some humans walking and dead in a forest world where others run and live. It takes a lot to make this world. Thanks for sharing. Namyh

[TheAimlessWanderer]

and thank you for commenting it is not easy either glad to share this with you all everybody has troubles just some are different than others :)