The Garden

I wrote this poem when I was in high school. I was very emotional about something going on with someone very close to me. I'm having some issues dealing with a current situation someone close to me is going through right now, and looking back on this poem, although the situations are very different, they align so well in these words.

The Garden

Show me where your garden is
Oh so deep inside.
Show me where she's forced to live -
Where she's forced to hide.
Show me where you keep her,
Her casket and her tomb.
Tell me where does your garden go when
It's only scars that fill your womb?