Twigs

Twigs is all we are in life

So fragile and frail

In the hands of one more powerful

He decides when to crush you

Decides when it is your time

He has the power to crush you

Without a sweat you are gone

Not another thought given

He is our destroyer

From one giant tree we fall

Into his hands we are placed

For his pleasure we die

Burnt, bent, and mangled

Disfigured or injured

With one single snap you are gone

A twig is what we are

In the hands of a cruel "god"

Snap goes the twig

You are gone with one motion

Forever

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

It is not god or what you deem your higher source that snaps you as a twig, it is self choice that you let yourself be snapped.There are many things we find hard to endure but only a coward gives up. Be a surviver,be believer of positive and beauty no matter how small and from those lighted small positives come a domino effect that snowball.Give it a chance,scream to release your anger, cry out all your pain then get yourself together and really take a second look at life ,there is beauty in it!Believe me I know how you feel,I was there myself one time. I grew up in an abusive family,lived in foster homes ,lost parents early in childhood and survived many broken relationships so I can tell you first hand yeah I know the anger,the void,the sorrow,the inner pain but you have to make a conscious choice to move on in a positive way or you are your own worst enemy