Planted

I've lived everything dead under the sun,
a dark soul ever seeking a tunnel with light,
eyes seeing a cold corpse,
hands feeling a heartbeat missing...

My inside carries death within its existence,
a sister taken away, a best friend soon after her dying day.
Watching mothers lose their children over drugs,
so many lonely hearts not getting enough hugs...

My thoughts rest in a darkness behind closed eyes,
with a hope lighting a path that can't be seen.
A black sheep standing alone in a desolate pasture,
a valley surrounded by mountains of trials and tribulations...

I've lived within the riches that only money could buy,
my heart holding silver and gold from above the crystal clear blue sky.
Living dreams that no man could ever perceive,
a spiritual boy growing from a deep planted seed...