Remember back when we used to think swallowing a seed would cause a tree to grow in our belly?
Now we don't even think about the seeds we sow when we speak
the rotten fruit that will grow as a result of cruel words thrown carelessly,
watered with tears and anger
Thriving in the light of pain and misunderstanding
And yet we are so surprised when we see the fruit start to blossom,
Resentment on this branch
Fear on that one
But what do you expect when the garden wasn't planted with patience and love.
-myowndamnedthoughts










