Feelings that I hide.

Forest.

I entered a dark and twisted forest of words and rumors, not close to real.

The trees were tall and defiant as I looked up and decided to hear what they said.

My ears bled and bled and my eyes cried and cried and I screamed so loud.

Because all I could hear were tragic lies and you heard them before I did.

And I wished for you to become deaf for awhile, because none was the truth.

You calmly said it was okay, because you trusted what you knew about me.

And I saw it all clear, so I took your hand and ran away from the forest.

And now I'm never looking back and I hope you don't either.