Evergreen Tree Of Lies

It had started as a seed so small,

A question on my perception.

But slowly began to outwardly crawl,

An evergreen tree of deception.

And the tree grew to its fullest not long after,

Bearing fruit that discredited my mind.

Every argument was simply evil laughter,

Every bite leaving my existence less defined.

I sat under the tree with leisure and trust,

Nothing to worry or fuss with.

All its leaves shed were deeply unjust.

The fruits of truth replaced with myth.

I liked sheltering away from the unfair world,

Under this large tree rooted in love.

Oh this tree of lies, so intricately pearled,

Shifting my reality from above.

Yet the love disappeared, soil now corrupted,

The plant of trust was no longer in sight.

It was gone, in its place now loathing erupted,

The greenery declared a darkly spite.

I had not a clue of the ulterior intention,

I trusted the tree as it kept me alive.

My blind belief in it was its rejuvenation,

But my expectations, it had to deprive.

Even at its highest, it claimed to care,

It claimed it was to protect me.

I had no right to feel any despair,

It was only to set me free without a fee.

I heard the evergreen tree completely,

Its addictive fruit hindering my thinking.

But I listened to its rustles obediently,

Thinking differently, unblinking.

Now I live with nothing but an indoor void,

A mind adhering to its twisted rules and lies.

The tree of falsity, I can no longer avoid,

A lonely slave of it until my awaited demise.