Vegetable

Vegetable

I put my head in the middle hoping to kill the pain

It goes to far though to the left side of my brain

Now I am a tomato growing out of my own ground

No longer can I see the sights or hear a sound

Tethered to life in my own self fulfilling dirt

Stuck between not knowing and all my hurt

No one wants to feed me the love I need to grow

There is no Sun above me or deep roots down below

In my peripheral vision all I can see is a dark flat sky

Do not want to live much longer but to afraid to die