The tree gap

The tree gap

How is it to have a gap in you

a part of you you do not accept

a part of you that you prefer to wipe out

and see blankness where you it should have been


You have a node in your throat and your jaw

you want to shout, you want to cry, you want to reach out

but you can’t as the tendrils of fear make sure everything is kept within


To the world, you only show the surface

greens and blues and mauves painted on your face

hiding the storm that brews in your heart