By: Alyssa Pennini
My world is filled with trees
And they are all I see
The sky is hidden up above
With no one else to speak of
Alone, I run and flee
Forever onward so it seems
The world spins and I am lost
No other paths have I crossed
Whether north, east, south or west
There is no direction on this quest
Published on August 03, 2015 15:53