Note:  I wrote this several years ago, it certainly not in proper poetry form, but it’s closer to that than anything else. This is sort of a reflection of my own mind over the years, it’s a little odd, just so you know!

Progression to Insanity

By Severitus

I see a tree

Rooted there

Falling leaves

Waving hair

Sprouting from the living earth

Spreading wide its limbs

In that tree I see a bird

Fluttering broken wings

Strains of beauty drifting down

Falling rainbow to the ground

Above the tree I see a sky

Tinted brimstone edged with fire

Clouds are raining burning tears

A lick of flame has singed the tree

The bird is falling down

The sky is getting blacker yet

Deep inside my mind…..

*Hope you liked!! I didn’t know what else to do with it, so I decided I might as well post it.