Outgrown the Pot

They’ll tell me all the time

He’s not right, your love will die

But no one warns about the how it will end

When you want to lose a friend

When you grow apart

Can't share your heart

Two plants in a pot

Discussions grow into arguments so hot

That the leaves crowd out the sun

And suddenly it’s no fun

To stay up late reminiscing on the days

You spent with that friend because now your ways

Are parting and clearly it’s starting

To be less pleasant to chat with someone who’s barring

All the viewpoints from flowering into fullness

And I wish that someone could dull this

Throbbing in my temple and my veins

Horses of war are off their reins

When did she become this violently passionate

About inner sanctum outerwear fashion, it

Makes no sense anymore, the girl I used to adore

Is a woman whose voice I can stand no more

When all you can do is shelter in place

And tout your views like some Aryian race

Without respecting me or my household

The fires of friendship in my soul will grow cold

We could have bloomed together hand in hand

If only your roots weren’t sunken in the sand

My stem is firm and tall meanwhile your foliage sprawls

On the desert ground and I’ve found plastered on your walls

The propaganda of an unhappy community

Wouldn’t it be better for you to leave me

Let me go so I don’t have to risk spraying weed killer

On your fragile form as your voice rises shriller

Hypocrisy get away from me the demons plague you

Now the truth seems so fake to you

I poured it out upon the ground

In hopes that it would reach your roots

Despite your greedy species you despised my offering like feces

This manure won’t mature your poison fruits

Untangle the vines of your mind from my sturdy branches

Curse the spot and scratch the stain on your hand which is

The false narrative inside your head let it escape

Release the leash of insanity before you break

Or it drags you through the mud and rocks

All you’ll do is watch the clocks

Go round in circles like your logic

Enslaved by your own life’s project

To be strong and independent untethered

Meanwhile you’re losing it as your unweathered

Will is trying to still the unrelenting thrill

Of all the mocking voices saying you should kill

The fleshy prison that entraps your being

Go to the nirvana you’re not seeing

Your pride is why you’ll likely die

Long before your predetermined time

Prune your leaves they’re falling off anyway

Every butterfly in disguise will fly away someday

The dry succulents crawling on the ground

Will never meet with me in the clouds

I grew up and you grew out

But because I did what I was supposed to do now

I’ve met the one who shows me only sweetness

You’re on the receiving end of only meanness

My fertile seeds will provide for my needs

Your feeble heart will bring you to your knees

Solitary and ultimately small

These neo-photosynthetic ideas encapsulate all

Your essence into a pathetic stereotype

Your dizzying contradictions are merry-go-round-like

The fights go on and on like a sickening sing song

As you misunderstand me all day long

A stray dog relieves itself on your flowers

While I removed can shelter among towers

Not ivory and gold but despite that they are old

They’ll walk me quietly to Heaven I’m told

Goodbye, sad succulent, I won’t see you again

I suppose it wasn’t all that bad to be your friend.