Poems of Light and Darkness

The forest

I am in a dark forest,

trees my fears, 

bending over me.

I beware of that which hears

cause I'm sure it wants me.

So I step slow and wary

and the light is not reachable.

The sound of water is my joy

which is locked down in my throat

Can you hear it? Is it you?

Say a word before you go,

wake me up before I know

this place to be my throne, 

and the grass that is my floor

won't let me move cause I'm too close

to find the thing that it's not gone

to find relief, my demons know.

Then, let the light find me

or find yourself instead,

me, the one who on your smile was fed.

Hush, something's listening,

run, this is killing me,

let your hold blind the joke I live in.