Happiness

Happiness does not grow

in this garden.

The seeds of Grief

are sown too deep:

Her thorny vines

enmesh and smother the heart,

and her beautiful, delicate flowers

bleed,

and bleed,

and bleed.

Reviews

[Gaia Octavia]

Love the imagery. Love and love and love it ☺

[Zugzwang]

Thanks, Gaia. Nothing like a bit of relentless negativity and repetition, I said repetition.

[Gaia Octavia]

You had me at relentless negativity ☺

[alifeacoustic]

Her thorny vines do tear deep Z. The scars do too.

[Zugzwang]

Thanks, acoustic.
They do indeed.
Take it easy,
z.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

damn, you would have to write me wouldn't you---have had enough emotional pain with relationships...and i for sure have those seeds planted deep.

j.

[Zugzwang]

It's nice to know I'm not alone in this!
I'm not always this maudlin, but last night....well, I was.
Thanks for the compassionate comments, J.
z.

[Carolynn]

Such deep grief felt here - so sad but so beautifully expressed.

[Zugzwang]

What can I say...
Thank you for your kind comment.
z.

[CiNtsaLis]

*GASP* D: ouch, are you okay? This speaks to me as a metaphor- such pain truly does exist. full ratings. *smiles* (:

[Zugzwang]

Don't worry, I'm fine.
My state of mind is the inevitable result of certain transformative experiences I have had.
It's all in my poetry if you wish to know.
Thanks for the kind comment, it is appreciated.
z.

[CiNtsaLis]

*smiles softly* awww, I'm glad you're alright.