OVERGROWTH
The mind is an overgrowth of trouble.
The head holds too many thoughts and they overrun her attitudes.
The heart builds up with pain and corrosion put there by others who don’t even realize it.
The psyche is able to hold only so much and then vomits it out into life where it only humiliates.
The soul dies from dense thickets of worry and fear.
The spirit disappears in untidy landscapes of anger and disappointment.
The heart becomes unkempt when no one notices the hurt and breakage.
The life of the ignored is disheveled because it becomes frayed and unraveled.
No one sees the decomposition.
No one smells the decay.
No one notices the petrification.
No one believes the disintegration.
The hurting is decomposing.
The pained are decaying.
The dying is putrid.
The ignored are disintegrating.
Life ends when one is unappreciated, unnoticed and unheard.
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