Woods

Walking through the woods

With no one around

Trees towering above

Unable to make a  sound



Alone,

Cold,

Starving,



Being abandoned

Left to survive

The screeching of

hungry animals

Counting down

the minutes,

just to five



Quiet,

Scary,

Dark,

    


Unable to find food

With no source of light

Hoping to survive

just until midnight


Somber,

Broken,

Depressed,



Filled with darkness

Sobbing in despair

Remarkably low

Loosing all it's needs,

even the fresh air







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