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.
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