The forest that calls me has taken me this day.
As I run through the forest with my friends so close,
I hope you realize that this was the path I chose.
I hope you realize that you have taken too much.
So much that was not ment to have experienced touch.
As you sit by my grave,
I hope you know I've listened to the crave.
As the rain pours down,
I hope you don't drown.
If you do;
The forest will call you too.
The forest tries not to harm.
The forest always has its charm.
The forest goes silent
The forest listens as the animals go quiet.
The humans are here.
The animals, they hide.
They don't want to be here.
The humans will take their hide.
From the monsters that lurk at dusk.
Will turn the creatures to dust.
When you watch the flowers grow.
I wish you to know.
I listen to the crave,
As you stand over my grave.
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The Forest That Calls
PoesíaThe Forest That Calls ⚠️ This is not intended to be read as suicidal tendencies/the like but it can be and can be triggering to some! ⚠️
