I walk in a dark forest Full of shadows and gloom; The little light that remains goes unseen.
But once, I turned And saw a world full of hope; A painting, tinged gold and green.
I walk in a dark forest Ensnared by the night Where the ghost of despair does roam.
But once, I could glimpse The light of the sun In the world where I wasn't alone.
A lonely world is where I live, A world full of misery and spite.
Dark roses twirl around my knees, Their petals even darker than night.
The world where I live Is blinded by mist Unlike the one we shared back in the day. Its grey tendrils curling Around me like smoke, Promising death and decay.
The world where I live is full of horror; Pandora's box has been unleashed Or so it may seem.
But then, I hear The soft chirping of birds And realize it was merely a dream.
I walk in a green forest Full of warmth, love, and life Thinking of the black-grey trees.
I imagine that dark forest With the cold, dead air And wonder if it was destined to be.