I've grown
The fragments of Earth they unfold
From tilled soil it grows what I had sown
Never knowing where it goes
The trauma does flow
The doubtful thoughts still implode
Once in my head burrow holes
Drilled through so hastily then explodes
Fight thoughts that infect, erode
My constitution is slow
To recover from memories of what gold
I had once held so plentiful it goes
Further away
I'll never know
It'll never stay long enough to show
How far I've come since we last spoke
My superfluous words overflow