Seeds of sorrow planted deep
They drink my tears when I weep
And like the soils nourishment
My heart devoured to their content
And like the sun I warm the ground
Like weeds their roots have spread around
and each will seed a different kind
and crowd the field within my mind.
My soul entangled in and around
Where they have poisoned fertile ground
The more they drink the more I weep
These seeds of Sorrow planted deep