Dark Woods

No snow, no moon, no fireflies Just a mist on the forest floor Untrodden, unspoken, unlightened no telling of what's in store A click of a branch behind me A rustle in the trees up above My feet no longer comply now For i hear things never spoken of I'm stuck in the same position I have been for quite a while When I finally gain strength to move I am greeted by a bloody smile I scream, but the scream is muffled by a cold mist encasing me It probes me, and I'm left violated My neck in a noose by a tree A voice, so vomit-provoking Speaks to my unwilling ears I feel shivers of cold run through me heightening all my fears Suddenly, In the woods, it is quiet And the noose on my neck is tight Another sound comes from above me But there's nothing but darkness in sight It's tighter, still tighter, and tighter And it is slowly lifted up An alarming odor hits my nostrils And I see the white of the death cup I fail to breathe- I'm choking As I thrash about everywhere The last thing I see, Is nothing at all But the last I hear is laughter in the air I thought of a moment when I came close to being lost and alone, and combined it with everything I knew of fright. I truly felt like I was alone in a forbidden wood, about to die.