Love And Consistent Truth

I see what they say what love can do to a young women,

I realize what can come into being that never first meant woven,

The love that you once had is yearning,

And the thought of the truth hurts rejects truth and Learning,

The visual of roots being grounded still destroys,

As high as you tried to make it does the opposite of employ’s,

Find the help that you need in the middle of the woods,

As you minus dreaming is shockingly understood,

To survive is no journey,

It’s all the things you did at first, for me.

Over time I take a glance and took it a little to far this time,

To push me forward, the next will be true in decline.