THE SEED
The Seed
My soul is tied down
And it wants to be freed
Away from the grove
Where you planted the seed
Vines wrapped around me
Pulling me into the ground
Screaming and yelling
But no help to be found
Coiled so tightly
I barely can move
Your lies tell a story
I can’t seem to disprove
The trees, grown so tall
That you’re trapped in the shade
No light shining down
On one single grass blade
Can’t see ahead
The path has been blurred
The darkness so heavy
No sound can be heard
Surrounded by evil
Your black trickery
Consumed by your hate
That’s directed at me
But I will break free
Of these chains that do bind
Again I’ll be whole
My body, soul and my mind
Finally running
Into light’s warm embrace
Protected by God
And a heavenly grace
Not under your spell
I broke free of the trap
I’m no longer held
Within your evil grasp
And I healed the grove
Where you planted your seed
It’s now covered in light
With its innocence freed
Original Poetry Written By
Eryn Dunbar
Copyright (c) 2.27.2025

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