Lost ~ very nice! But, dark woods, like walnut and mahogany, are hard woods.  They don't break easy.  So, perhaps it was old wood, perhaps the weight was more than even hard, thick, dark wood can bear.  so let's look at this for a second.

Why did you pick an old tree?  Was it because it had grown higher and would perhaps give you a better view?  Perhaps you felt safe with old wood.  Should I ask about a father figure here?

Why do you think, in this poem, the branch broke?  Do you feel heavy?  Think yourself to be . . . chunky?  Or, perhaps you feel like you carry a great burden on your shoulders and that is what made you, heavy.

You have opened up here and I am proud of that.  let's talk more tomorrow.

(well written and thank you for sharing)

that is a great poem, sheep.

i want to point out, that it was your fear of climbing higher that made you go back (where things were familiar, albeit, painful) that made you go back and then fall.

see any patterns here?

Very nice lost....... I love it