Sounding Board

It's subtle just a whisper now

Vines circle me until I'm bound

Bones sprouting in the dirt

Tend to your words until they grow

I'm wilting in your shadow

They hold me here

Spiraling further

Withered away

I can't be your sounding board

Withered away

To hold

I can't be your sounding board

Withered away

I can't be your sounding board

It's subtle just a whisper now

Slowly wilting in the sound

Bones sprouting in the dirt

Withered away

I can't be your sounding board

Withered away

To grow