In dark woods I lay, ensnared by my own thinking, I stare at the bare branches without even blinking.
I feel the mossy soil beneath my body shifting, taking me further down, I’m drifting.
There is nothing between me and the center of earth, maybe when I get there my soul will give birth…
…to another time, another place. A shard of time where I feel safe.
For now I’m lost in this forest of trees, but my god, you won’t find me bent on my knees.
My emotions may swallow me whole and dig me deep down into this neverending hole.
But I still have my pride and I’m this side of sane, though after tonight, it will never be the same.
D Jan 2017