I run through the forest
With nothing but the moon
To guide me
Im tripping on sticks and twigs
And leaves slap my face
I can hear the demons behind me
There laughing as i amuse them
At the distraction
I climb a tree
When they come closer
I drop to the ground
And so do they
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Inside Me Head
PuisiI try to grasp your hand But it slips out of reach You tripped into the water And descended beneath the waves I scream your name But you are to far to hear I jump in and grabbed your arm But I can't swim I sink down farther But I learned not to stru...
