Author S. K. Nicholas

my love grows

in a secret garden

long forgotten

lost

covered with weeds,

branches reaching for

sunlight with

no reply,

neglected flowers, buried

beneath

dead autumn leaves

worms,

crawling in the shadow of

a

broken swing

it’s an ugly fucking garden,

but it breaths

like any other

all it needs is a little care

for it teems with

life

so true

one day,

it’ll be beautiful again

it just needs a little light

to shine in,

that’s all