I am the Bonsai Tree

I am the bonsai tree

struggling 

to reach 

the 

light

and 

grow

my flowers

smell 

like

sadness

and my

fruit

tastes

like

pain

and 

if you

tap

my

trunk

and

make a

syrup

and 

put it

on

your

pancakes

you will

 taste

the blood 

in

my

veins

a

bittersweet

melancholy

liquid

perfect

for a

lonely

cold

rainy

day.

Reviews

[.]

-- heartbreaking poetry... -- i do have trouble with the concept of a bonsai... -- the roots of trees are trimmed to turn them into miniature versions of what they could've been... -- i try and see them as art but ultimately i think it's not fair...

[terry smith]

I agree they are beautiful but it is sad.