Loner Plants

I have empty plants in a pot

In my garden, they are placed

Sand and hand is what they need

On emptiness they feed

Tears they love

Water they hate

For them, growth is a lie

And survival is to die

Against the sunlight, they move

They kill the other saplings

Can't separate them from soil

Around your body, they coil

Darkness for photosynthesis

Cut to double the growth

Less of the climber, more of creeper

Thorns penetrating your skin, going deeper

You find hope

They find you 

Hope is killed

Their destiny is fulfilled

 

You burn to ashes

They grow on you

They suck your soul

Like a small living black hole

I stay with them all-day

They have a different vibe

Loner plants are called

Inside my brain they are walled