Sunday, November 5, 2017

"The Forrest" - a Poem

Wandering and waiting I think
Did I hear something out there?
Stumbling in the dark
So cold, I can barely see
As a breeze passes by
The scent of death slides across my nose
I turn away and look for the sun
But still I see nothing
The air so wet 
It just hangs on my skin
It's as if it wants to weigh me down
It pulls and pulls 
I hear it's voice
"Come fall asleep"
"Sleep in my nightmare forever"
There is no sound
Am I deaf?
I've lost all precious to me
A rustle of leaves and turn my head
A sharp pain shoots down my neck
And then I hear
I hear breathing but it's not my own
I look around but I see nothing
Distant but closing
Goosebumps begin to form
My feet they burn 
They want to run
Chest heaving from my pounding heart
Oh which way do I run?
So to my left I do run
The trees all in my way
They reach to stop me so it seems
Grabbing at my arms, my legs
Razor sharp from the cold
The branches rip at my skin
Running fast the blood runs
Refuses to dry, it pools into my clothes
And then I fall, I cannot stop
Tripped over down mossy tree
Dead in the path
It just stares at me
Will my fate be the same
Putting down my hands, I try to rise
Into the ground my hands sink
The leaves now have me chained
I hear a whisper
It's an old man
"I warned you! I warned you, dear lad!"
"You refused to listen. You planted this forest."
"And if you choose, you too will die."
For the cold dead trees that were all around
Where those relationships I chose to let die
The downed branches, dead leaves were choices I made
Which now I am stuck in
Worst of all the clouds and that cold dead sky
Are the thoughts I let linger in my mind
Blocking out all the sun
All the love in my world 
That is waiting just behind
With my body now sinking
My life in due peril
I can see it so clearly right now
Up to my neck 
I'm gasping for breath
And then I wake up safe and sound
In my warm bed
With the day to begin
Will I walk through this forest again?

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