THE OAK TREE

There was an oak tree

That stood outside our

Trailer

In fell inside my room 

In the summer of 2005

I was told if the tree

Wouldn’t have cracked

The way it did as it fell

That it could’ve killed me

Still it ruined the roof

And it leaked

Whenever it rained

Until I moved out

In 2017

I sometimes think of that tree

And how it stood tall

Until the stress of nothing

Pushed it to its limit

There are days

When I want to collapse

And crush something

But I’m too stubborn

So I stay standing

Despite the nothing

That pushes me 

From time to time