The night brought the moonlight
Caressing the tree, with patience
Erasing the darkness around it
Giving it life among the dead
A garden full of murdered dreams.
Dreams that never came true
Dreams that waited an eternity
But the eternal has an end here
Infinity can stop on this garden
The tree couldn’t understand why
Why it was alone, surrounded by death
Entrenched in nothing bud sadness
Even its roots were flooded with anhedonia
A garden full of empty emotions.
Emotions that once were vibrant
Like the tree once was
A memory that is fading, slowly
All that is left is silence
The horrifying desperation of being alone.
The tree had nothing but the moon
That gave its light to it
Without questioning, without reasons
The tree didn’t wanted to know either
When everything around you is dead
Without dreams and hopes
Full of anhedonic creatures
Only your silence gives you company
All that’s left are the fading memories
Of what you used to be
The tree couldn’t help itself
It started to cry
The fear of nothingness arrived
The garden grew and expanded
The moon kept giving its light
Comforting the tree
But the tree was still alone.
