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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