I stumble upon a new land

Hoping to leave the old one behind

The pain

The memories

The tears

As well as the illusion of happiness I had all along

I go deeper within the trees

Hoping to find anything or everything

The warmth of the sun

Turning cold

And the trees

Barren

What I thought was the worst

Wasn’t?

But…that didn’t make sense

Why?

I was promised a paradise

No.

I wasn’t

I knew the risks

And hoped I would only get the good ones