Vani's Blog

When I looked at the barren tree,
I saw my reflection,
It was like a mirror image,
Of the emptiness crawling inside me,
Causing an ache in my heart,
A demon rose from ashes,
Like a Phoenix,
At my one look at the barren tree,
A demon taking over my conscious self,
Making me want to do things,
That I wouldn’t otherwise,
To rid of the pain,
A demon that made me forget,
All good in my life,
A demon that made me crave the end,
Until my mind went numb,
And my sight blurry,
Until all I could see was the tree,
And the tree only,
Which was just as barren as me…

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