Within this forest of gnarled trees
And tangled vines
I see the withered faces
I hear the muffled cries
Lost in the darkness
I cower inside
As the sharp tongue
Of society’s lies
Tear me open inside
I bid adieu to mankind
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Within this forest of gnarled trees
And tangled vines
I see the withered faces
I hear the muffled cries
Lost in the darkness
I cower inside
As the sharp tongue
Of society’s lies
Tear me open inside
I bid adieu to mankind
I have several short stories, and poems published. I am from Cleveland, Ohio. I keep myself occupied with creative projects. Art is the spice of life!!! View more posts