The Trees

The trees call my name.

Luring me back

into the dark forrest.

 

Deep mystery, Cool chills

Adventure of straying from the path.

 

Little light, can make its way through the trees

The darkness calls to me.

 

It misses me.

It wants me back.

 

Light suffocates in the woods

Hidden away by what once was.

 

The trees are so alluring.

 

The sounds of night.

screching from birds of prey.

silent mouse heard by only acute ears.

 

Wandering off the path.

Getting lost on purpose.

 

Follow the creek and you will be out

 

But who wants to?

 

The trees call to me.

I step in.

to become the Queen of Darkness

 

Once again