I am drowning in my despair

Like the roots of an aging tree

It devours my soul

A heavy burden

Unable to breathe

I no longer remember how it feels

To love, to be loved

To breathe as if every ounce of air

Rose from a field of lavender

Light, fresh, forever growing

I will age as the tree

Burrowing roots into the darkness

The underworld is my solace

Never to see the light of day

I will rest forever in my isolation

No longer will I breathe

Never to feel the rays of sunshine

The soil engulfs me

It holds me tightly, wanting me

It loves me like no other shall.