MAPLE TREE

Mental Health….

That maple tree,by the road,every time I pass by it,it calls.

Come and climb We’ll see the world together. But you know what I think when I see that maple tree? I see an opportunity, I see an escape. How one wrong step and I’ll fall down and be free.

I have been walking down this road alone for some time now. And I smack my chaotic brain every time this thought comes into my mind. But its better to think of an escape rather than the walls , high concrete walls , that are engulfing me from everywhere.

I don’t know what’s fascinating about dying ,maybe I won’t be alone anymore? Or you all will love me, even if it were some flowers on my grave. Maybe I’ll get the love after I die. Maybe I should climb that maple tree,

I’ll get the love I deserve

I’ll get the love I deserve

I’ll get the love I deserve

If I fall from that maple tree.