In my mind, there is a meadow embellished with yellow dandelions and bright daisies that sway in the gentle breeze.
The sun shines beautifully and I am filled with joy.
I love to spend my time here, and many days I do.
Beside the meadow, is a forest, dark and mysterious.
Warning signs line the edge of these woods
The sun does not shine here. It is overgrown and treacherous.
This is where I am today.
I am cold, alone, lost, and afraid.
I did not come on purpose; nobody would ever dare tread intentionally into this forest.
But I cannot escape I cannot return to the meadow, not today