Open Me Poem by christina weinke

How far do you have to live to surive the suffering
From the people that Hurt Destroyed you
Run to the deepest forest where there nothing for you
Let the roots of the brown tough trees take you in
Make them scratched everything off just leaving your bones
Fire around you with blue orange yellow white sprinkles your eyes
You want to escape the horror of everything that happened in the forrest
Look in the box of my secrets opened my heart to find them
Remember every memory they are there for you to cheerish
To think of every good things you see or hear from my heart
Findings are the key to my place of wonder
Everytime i go there are terrible things watching my every move
They Look! They See! searching for my hopeness
Break me in every bit riped the skin off and burn the notes in between me
Stored my treasures in the ground for no one will find or see
Let go of my sadest of tears tearing down on you
Dont feel like you are hurting inside
How to come this close to you
You are Opeing my freedom
I am o so close to my place in this world