Escape Through Nature

Hiding in the mountains freedom Away from all worries of pain Not afraid of the occasional bear, Even the lions I had no care, Just to catch a squirrel, To pet its raspy brown coat, Just to catch a good thought, That's all I could hope, I sit on the edge of a fallen tree, Feel the bark softly scrape me, Look upon all of the wildflowers, Touch the petals made of fine silk, Don't pluck them or they will wilt, I hear angry screams calling my name Its the darkness of drunken madness everyday the same I must hide....hide I must, Those impaired screams are the one's I don't trust, I'll stay hidden until its safe, This time it won't be my blood to taste.