Branched In Without

There one sits full of thoughts surrounded by every kind of tree every branch has a message but are they really all for me? Feeling so crowded in and quiet only the birds chirp way up top maybe their tunes sooth your heart but your inward self says listen stop! All these branches encompass you a type of protection so you think but way outside of this barrier are forces hiding under it's mink There you feel so isolated lonesome without full of fear what's going to come of you before the night draws near Maybe a guardian angel to rescue pick you up and sweep you away but that only happens in dreams or does it? well let's hope it may!