The Forest

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Dark shadows
From behind, from the sides,
From the trees.

Brushing aside the brambles
And stepping over the snakes.
The moon is filtered by the
Great branches above.

Where are your friends?
Where did they go?
Your heart flutters in your chest,
A bird wishing for the great branches.

Better keep that bird within,
Clip it's wings as it struggles against you.
This darkness calls it forward
Like nothing else.

The path...
Where has it started?
Answer me that. Look around you,
And it doesn't end.

It doesn't stay still,
Wriggling and writhing against those feet,
Those poor, lost, sluggish feet,
As they try to get back home.

Your heart and feet begin to speed,
Picking up the pace.
Pick up the pace,
Go, Go, Go!

They're coming for you,
The branches.
They'll take you, so you'd
Better run,
Little girl.

Watch the quicksand,
It'll suck you down,
Down,
Down,
Deep deep down until you are mine.
Mine, mine, mine.

You'll never see me,
That's the worst part.
Am I a monster?
A wolf
A loony, loony, looooooon
Ha, ha, ha.
Am I clawed, horned, beheaded, floating
Just above.
JUST ABOVE-
Just below, just behind.

Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting to wrap my claws around your waist and drag you away into the dark,
Rip you
Burn you
Flay your skin away.

Not running after,
But following calmy behind.
I'll catch you, you know I will.
I will see through the gray tree trunks, through the silver blades of moonlight.

Yes, run.
You see the forest's edge.
You see those dear, dear friends.
You think you are safe.

Peering behind, you don't see that voice,
That dangerous voice,
That murderous voice that haunted you.
You can't see meeeeee.

Go into your house,
Yes, go.
Go up the stairs, yes, go.
Try to fall asleep.
Just try.

Because I'm already here, dear.
I'm here for you.
You may sleep,
But I have arrived in your room.

No one can save you from me,
From the voice in the woods.
I'm here.
I'm here.
I'm HERE.

Dear one,
I am here.
As you read.
As I crawl behind your eyes.

Sleep, now, sleep.
I am part of the forest,
Stripped away,
Brought here for you.

I'm in your head.
I'm here!

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