Red Flowers Bloom On Tree Tops, So Still.
You've Never Seen Them Before But Since You're Lost You Don't Care.
Think Powerful Thoughts To Get You Out But Your Heads To Weak.
No Matter The Cost.
Escaping Is Key.
But You Can't.
You're Lost In A Red Forest.
Where The Trees Are Suppose To Be Green.
YOU ARE READING
Figure 8.
PoetryI Figured If I Did This. I Could Figure Out Whats Next. My Fingers Dance The Figure 8. Thats How I'll Start This Mess.
