Willow

Couldn't remember who she is,  wouldn't acknowledge what she was.

Feeling the burden of her limbs, the earth always underneath.

Shouldn't desire to be this way, repeating to herself each day

Loneliness is just a thing you bare, training herself not to care.

Swaying in the motions of her mind,

Planted in the life she left behind

Daydreams in the abyss within her soul

Rooted in sadness.... she calls herself  Willow

Weeping willow filled with sorrow, tell me why do you cry?