I CLOSE MY EYES TO OPENED EYES

I close my eyes to opened eyes,

I see a tree,

with falling branches,

descending from above.

Where there is a little boy,

breaking the branches,

crying,

I am crying as well.

Why are we crying?

I see that

He is hurt,

and trapped,

PLEASE HELP!

I have no idea what to say about that. Am I dreaming. NO! I clearly see him there in front of me. Am I alive? I really don't know. What the hell is going? What the hell am I? there is no woe to me, more of an oh to thee. Now there is that little boy. Still breaking those damn branches, still hurting. The leaves on the on the ground dances with the tears from both of our eyes. Creating a pool of misery. His smile turns into a frown. I know he's down, but there is no reason why, from what I see. Did someone pry into his life? Did someone die? He is sad, no longer mad, with no dad, while he is still a lad. FUCK, what a bad way to express his pain. Still stuck in the tree.

COME DOWN LITTLE BOY! COME DOWN, I PLEAD FOR YOU TO COME DOWN! I WILL HELP YOU! 

No response.

Please I will help you!

No response.

I want you safe and sound. I climb that tree begging for him to come towards me. Begging for him to come down. Begging for him to stop breaking th branches off the tree. Begging for him to be away from the edge and to wipe his tears away. As I got to the top of the tree, he back away from the edge to more towards the tree. Away from the edge he got, but at the top he stopped, right before he drops.