In the misty, muddled garden of a soiled mind,
Hides words, thoughts and feelings so unkind.
Fears, resentment and doubts, re-aligned
To destroy, fauna and flora’s that once shined.
When will the warmth of solace embrace her?
If emotions she encaged now crumble and wither
Rain of mirth oust by weeps of vain surrender,
Can Garden of Eden regain the allure that once were?