I’m stumped

The tree I see,

Is always in my heart,

As it’s deteriorating,

From the bugs,

From the birds, why? I say,

The tree doesn’t deserve this,

I’m just like an adult looking after my child,

But I just can’t keep up,

Day after day I look at the catastrophic disaster,

Thinking about how much I love this tree, 

When I think about it it feels like I’m going to melt,

And I know everything will change,

As I cry I do feel the pain that the tree is going through,

I just can’t handle it anymore,

Now I’m just lying there waiting for it to end,

This is a life ruined,

As I stare at the monstrosity,

The feelings that I feel are unexplainable,

As I cry trying to think of what to do,

But then I just know that there’s nothing that I can do.