i'm like a dieing tree.

I am like a
Dieing tree.
No place or use
To grow
I’ve had my years
Of learning
I’ve had my time to grow
Though I may be at
My prime
It’s time
To go

My leaves are all gone like
Memories
Forgotten
I’ve seen all the
Unforeseen
Not knowing how long
It’s been


I’m being eaten away
Fading in to nothingness
Having no voice
I cannot scream
And
Having no eyes
I cannot cry

I am like a dieing tree
No place or use to
Grow.