Metaphorically Important

When I go, you can arrange a tomb.

My impact from the spiritual sense

Packs the boom from the gloom

Too subdued for a plot to cocoon.

Stayed out of jail, but probably still

My mama's biggest headache.

From heartache that we erased with

Transfusions that success had paved.

Forced to hear the tree's message through

The winds, the sands rise as the water tides

Die down at the sound of the Savior's voice.

When it comes to humans,

I was the Savior's choice.

Carried crosses for many who were self-indugled.

I stopped slashing words just to appeal to those

Who couldn't make out what I say,

To the foolish,

A wise tongue makes a bunch of noise.

Deep down, I hate the holiday scene,

When all, it ain't serene.

Can't gift from lack of Christmas trees.

When everything has a double meaning,

It's when you know I'm laser focused.

In the future, they'll think a genius wrote it.

When you want to become an asset,

But you become an inconvenience instead.

It's too cold for tears to shed,

They freeze up because my sight is too

Close proximity becoming the reason

For why my heart has bled.

Jesus wept enough.

If I look too close at the mirror,

I might just see that diamond in the roughest tuck.