A feeling of respite
Amidst the green blades so true
Calming, swaying movement
As I think only of you
The breeze blowing lightly
In a garden where I muse
How it is you can defeat me
With your methods of abuse
Flower petals now falling
To the ground where they will fuse
Into everything that is wilting
In this person you rebuke
With words that dig so deeply
Meant only ... to confuse
And lead me to destruction
Where my remnants may be used
To feed a hungry garden
With your bitter bitter food