Week 6 Entry
The Garden of Hate
Thick iron gates open,
to any human or even animal that walk by.
You can see a beautiful green forest beyond the gates,
Filled with thick strong palm trees,
Tall enough to reach the sky.
And long luscious vines that drop down,
towards golden sand that covers that ground.
Everything is not as it seems.
For when you take a step on the sand,
you find it's quick and slowly you're sinking.
And as you reach up to grab the vines,
they wrap around you so tightly you feel yourself suffocating.
You keep your head up for air,
but all you see beyond the trees is a rich blood red sky.
The try to move your body towards the gate,
But on touching, your hands burn for the gate is as hot as fire.
There's no going back.
