Hangman's Tree

this is about a morbid tree i encountered on my way to school, and how perfectly it symbolised how traped i feel, and how walfing to school feels like walking out onto a set of gallows.

Dead wood looms over the leafy rope
at hangman's tree, I give up hope
at my heart, fear's vicious hands do grope

It seems the sun will never rise
and end my anxious, bitter cries
even then; I'm not protected fom your lies

The lies of life that taught me how
to be the best, then give in now
leave the dance floor with an obliging bow

But I will tell them that I know
there's more to life than letting go
and then I'll give the fatal blow

I'm as pure as a peaceful dove
I like the idea of a home up above
and I believe in the magic of love

And so I walk past the hangman's tree
there are so many places I would rather be
I'll get out of here someday, you'll see

Because I'm as pure as a peaceful dove
I'll find my true home up above
and I one day I will fall in love

Reviews

[Michael Opoku-Addo]

An expressing poem that really makes you wonder. YOUR TALENT MUST BE SHARED!!!

[Legacy]

Scisenheart,

This write is more than just words - you did a wonderful job filling these words with FEELING. It is amazing how many ways we can capture love.

I hope you don't object to a little editing I did...

This is about a morbid tree i encountered on my way to school, and how perfectly it symbolized how trapped I feel, and how walking to school feels like walking out onto a set of gallows.

Dead wood looms over the leafy rope
at hangman's tree, (I) give up hope
at my heart, fear's vicious hands do grope

It seems the sun will never rise
and end my anxious, bitter cries
even then(;) (I’m) not protected (from) your lies

(The) lies of life that taught me how
to get my hopes up then give in now
leave the (dance floor) with an obliging bow

(But) I will tell them that I know
there's more to life than letting go
and (then) I'll give the fatal blow

I'm as pure as a (peaceful) dove
I (like) the idea of a home up above
and (I) (believe) in the magic of love

and so (I) walk past the (hangman’s) tree
there are so many places (I) would rather be
I'll get out of here someday, you'll see

(Because) I'm as pure as a (peaceful) dove
I'll find my true home up above
and I one day I will fall in love

Thank You Again for a wonderful read.

Legacy

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