Briar

I planted them at night to keep the monsters out They started growing thorns They grew to block the sun out Briar, hooks and arrows Grows my likeness They pull me under slow from here inside the vines I eat the sour fruit that still keeps me alive Briar stole my image Hear it from inside Briar is the skyline Growing till you choke Snaking lines of brambles wrapped around your throat Briar, closing tighter grabs you from below Leave you wrapped in ivy left to overgrow