Salix Babylonica - The Willow

The tree died alone
It cried accompanied by a dying green
One by one they dropped their leaves
Next, their branches, some injured, of too much hang
They left their scars on the floor
And finally it roots decided to swallow it reason of growing up
Why? For all innocence falls
For thus they fall my tears
For this my scars sprout
Because the deepest that lives in me, will destroy me.
We fall into an absurd thought called life
And we're tilting like a willow
By dementia, anxiety…
Towards the end ... where melancholy reigns.
¿normally makes you feel alive?
Madness will come ... but only a few will really feel it.
Those whose broken innocence dried every hope at night,
into cries and leaving only traces of dreams…
Forever self-destruction willl live on it.
* Bend down, dropped the pain to a extreme,
Caress the branches of the hanged,
Leave your feelings in the sauce...