Down by the river
Nothing is bigger
One more day
Another light
Walking down the path
I stop to ask
Is this what I’m meant to do
Don’t look back
Keep going forward
The past is past
Nothing else comes further
Away from my problem
More twisted the light
At the end of the forest
To pretty white light
Running faster
Careful not to trip
Going and going
Being careful not to trip
Almost there
It’s getting...
𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟽𝚝𝚑
Going through the woods. I stop hearing a sound in the leafs. It’s a fox. Quite strangely it came up to me. Not in a threatening way at all. It’s tiny ears moving in curiosity. We locked eyes both of us curious. It’s eyes were so big and brown. They were amazing. I couldn’t look away. Suddenly, it started to wrap around my legs kind of like a cat. I think it was a si...
