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The Woods


you’ve casted me out enclosing the space i once was giving me no air to breath leaving no place for me pushing me up against walls shoving me into the darkness and burning off my flesh with those cold dead eyes I escape to the woods safe from their uncaring hearts away from the obtrusive loneliness away from everyone finding my way through the woods I scavenge for warmth searching for a place I fit finding fresh unpolluted air to breath In the infinite space of trees and nature I find a place, for thats all there is there is darkness and light with no difference between them and the only warmth comes from me I consider returning to my past or going forward to find a future but my worst fears are coming true im in too deep to find my way back
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