Trees

May 16, 2011
By Anonymous

I was running,
trying to get away.
No matter were I turn
they were there,
always there.
Mocking me
with their girlish squeals.

I was running so fast
I fell.
I looked behind me and I saw
only one person and
a bunch of trees.
The person looked so familiar.
I looked closer and it was
me.

Then it started to yell,
scream
and mock me.
She kept saying I took my
life to far
and abused my gifts.
I closed my eyes
and screamed as loud as I could.

Then everything went quiet,
she disappeared.
It was only
me and the trees.
They kept on expanding without
caution and that was how
I was living my life.



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