The Natural Witch... (poem 2026)

The Angel's are crying...

Rainy days are here...

My eye's we're watering...

Because she brought me to tears,

Yesterday...

The day before that,

I was sorrowful and sad,

The night was breezy and cold...

The day before that I was Glad...

And flowers bloomed...

They next day I felt doomed...

Hellfire rose up last week, it ran up my spine....

It was burning hot, like sinders...

Like the weather, the sky in my mind...

Now I am weak,

Burning Inside....

I dressed like the Mother Goddess...

Because for three decades,

Called me gay....

Forlorn...

A character was born,

My schizophrenia,

My split brain was torn...

I was dreary,

The weather was cold and grey...

Is death knocking on my door,

Is this my dying day...

I fell a few notches....

Now I feel my age...

Last night the moon was out,

And it was staring at my face...

All things forgotten,

The agony, discourse, and pain...

So when they forgot me,

It was better that way...

Now I can die in peace,

Under the Black Walnut Tree,

So the squirrels can pick my bones....

And give nature a meal to eat...