Dark Tree : From Depressions Of The Soul

A single tree so dark, so deep,
with such desire to be-
This tree with roots
that stab the soil with greed-
Alone this tree, it's branches gnarled,
reaching in desperate need-
Ignored by it's surroundings,
left with a sadness to feed-
Again this tree with only
a dark and cold air around-
It's sky a companion of darkness
that offers no solace nor sound-
It's bed of earth enveloped
with a veil of blackened ground-
This tree reaching ever so high
into the night without appease-
With only the moon's glow
to taunt and fervently tease-
A barren land that waits
for some precious release-
Left with no more than a painful
death as it's only relief.