When the Forest is Dark and the Light is Scarce
Incredibly powerful and moving
Originally posted on Amber Skye Forbes:
Source: http://depr-e-s-s-i-o-n.tumblr.com/
I always walk through the woods when it’s light outside. Yet, the more I walk through the woods, the darker the sky becomes. It’s not like it’s storming or anything. The light becomes less scarce, the forest thicker. The branches above become so interwoven that I can’t even see the stars. Only moonlight is able to trickle through the narrow spaces in the branches, but I can’t see anymore. My eyes try to adjust. They won’t. All I can do is feel my way around until I stumble on to the forest floor.
I cannot get back up.
Instead I drag my body through the forest, waiting for daylight to break through. I should sleep; however, insomnia won’t let me. No matter how exhausted I am, I attempt to swim along the floor, its current of forest decay making my progress difficult.
Morning is too far away. I…
View original 1,968 more words
