Dream Life Gradient

"I'm not okay." A confession she writes.; a statement of fact, so my dear dry your tears, for this is not goodbye. It's just...see you in a while, and I miss my own d*mn smile. It went too far, too far, and I'm losing my grip. I need your help, but you're shut down too, so who do I go to when reality is crumbling, my mind is jumbling, and we can no longer see straight? Go ahead , let it all out; I stand defiant. My heart and my head can handle what you have to say, right along with what life has thrown my way. Gleam in their eyes, a page turned to reveal a fresh chapter: 'Roots'. Plant the seed, roots holding firm, and many smiles to be seen. The world begins to die, the 'novel' taking a turn to the dark side. Home, these roots, a haven, you see? Love grows. Illness sows it's seed repeatedly; now we see nothing but weeds, no end in sight. He receives words unclear, planting stress like a poison snuck to you daily, over so little time. Life gets in the way. No answers in sight. Love is winning, plans to save our life. The knife's blade leaves us hanging out to bleed. Time flies, she's close to die, and the poison has darkened his mind. Still no word of decision so import. Is it time to cut down the tree? Is there a saving grace? Were those words left forgotten to destroy this little life that only just planted it's first seed? Little eyes will cry, kelly greens will bleed, and failure may sweep us away; lost to the gloom.