Unnatural
Do take what I'm about to say seriously
Don't take it the wrong way
We're out here together lost
Trying to find a way to save our day
The Sun is nearly set
The footpath disappeared along the way
Our torches are fading quickly
The cold is settling in to stay
Come here and take my hand
We can't break this grip 'till day
The woods are closing in on us
The starlight glistens so far away
There's no help around for miles
Our error in judgement will make us pay
Do take what I'm about to say seriously
Don't take it the wrong way
There's something not right here with us?
My senses feel it's watching us like we're prey
There's something in these woods?
Unnatural!
It's circling around us
Closing!
We will never get away!
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2017
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