She's A Tree

Hey,

did you come

down here

all the 

way to

the bottom 

of me

all 

of the

way

with 

me?

Quiet.

Be quiet.

Hear 

the yellowed 

fingers

of the 

spider web?

Don't breathe.

Don't breathe.

Don't breathe.

Then you can

finally rest

in 

peace

with me.

I can't.

I can't hold

on.

I can't hold

on

to you.

I didn't know 

you were me.

I couldn't

I couldn't.

Perhaps, though.

What if I...

Why can't I...

I'm so

very 

hurt

and 

uncertain.