by Trinity Rayne
You are like a fungus and a lumberman while I’m like a hollowed out tree
You caused years of suffering that festered in me
While I still may be living and standing tall I’ll never be the same as before
I no longer want to be hollowed out anymore
Did you take pleasure in planning to cut me down all while yelling timber
Then plan to use me for firewood with each burning ember
How do I heal those feelings of being hollowed out and hurt
How do I heal the feeling of being beneath dirt
Though being hollowed out certainly isn’t a pleasure
And being hollowed out isn’t a leisure
My hollowed out hole can serve a purpose for others gain
And I am strong despite my pain
But the difference between me
And a hollowed out tree
Is my hole can one day be healed and fulfilled
But we can both have a strong foundation where we can grow and build
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