I picked up my feet, scurrying no path.

Mist covered my eyes.

Fresh blood pondering through my nostrils

Hell, overtaking my body.

My shadow was non existent.

The world was still, quiet, time.

Dead leaves barroling down,  branches twisting fear.

The further I walked, sorrow had its lead.

Demons stretching my name, abandoned trailed my thought.

This forest, so lonley, so cold.

No animal seist to exist.

Anguish striking throughout my body.

Wind roaring In every regulation.

Unbolted, I stood solitary.

There was no light, no signal.

Phantom creeping toward my body.

Since dwindling my mind.

No God, no hero, solo friend around me.

Fighting them off, more surrounded with no warning.

Pain stretching down my spine.

Anger, regret, detest daubed through the woods.

Darkness amplifying my soul.

The beam of the devil hissed.

He had prevailed. I was his woods damsel.

This forest astraid with no light.