misery is a life form
an empty soul
it is hollow
yet alive

is a feeling
it is a lurking shadow
in an empty room
feeling nothing
but knowing
there is something wrong

misery is
hand picked
from fields of dread and despair
everyone here
we all live out in the country
on lonely estates
in big houses
with riches and treasures
tending to our precious land
where these emotions grow
taller and denser
they are
weeds that spread

haven't you seen them before?