Sanguine Ivy Poem by Jacob Underwood

The slew of Ivy reigns across the -sheets and sunken pillow
while silver needles break and -flake upon every thought
Every shake and change of fate -comes creaking from the window
Makes the stem bare their teeth -again for what was taught
But shading away from any action -just lays there in thorns and sorrow

As violet blood soaks any wishes -for a chance of future to be -wrought
Just letting it self bleed and wilt as -it brings the blade to swallow
believing it deserves it when it fails -to shroud the weeds in a knot
as leaves get stained purple it's dreams for petals and a life of -yellow
Though the hope for that is pointless when your idle and -fraught

all that happens is the anger grows -the weeds roots become shallow
Close to bleeding itself away while -believing life is for naught
And now calm is only a dream -Destined to never be mellow
It simmers And It grows more -teeth the size of a dreadnaught

For a shroud that could never protect anyone and only burns away
now it can never protect the weeds it loves now a statue of dismay
So it just lays there So idle that it can never control the outflow
Just living the memories of a time not missed and living distraught