Damaged Hearts

Branches drooping in agony

Fruitless with sick frail leaves

Groaning like a weak old man

Crying like a sick child

This suffering tree is one of many

Lined up like soldiers, tired from battle

Hurt from my selfishness

Take, take, take

I come closer to the tree, to find a reflection

Not face to face,

But heart to heart

My actions have created a monster

I try to fix what I’ve destroyed

Changing my ways

But things will never be the same

So, I plant this seed

To repair the damaged hearts