Tangled Vine

Betrayal blood bound.
If it's thicker than water
there's no way I can float.
Bygones be bygones.....
careless sinners sail away.
Regiment a character
perfect and pure
to meet all of their expectations.
To implore my genealogy-
a twisting gnarled root
for family tree comfort
isn't something of second nature.
They can't see how hard it's been to survive.
Always among weeds,
and under a heavy foot.
Not all relations will constantly remain.
If very few saplings make it
the same species can be proud enough.
I'm the invasive tangled vine.
Bring out the machete.
Cut me down.
When the dead wood drifts...
only then will the garden seem pleasing again.