A Man is in the woods , everything’s bright in daylight.
Suddenly the bright sunny daylight gets infected
as if it had the blight that turns the sun to night. Soon He start
Careening through the dark woods while clinging to the
hope of someday finding the edge. While doing so He
start to think of why He keep walking and starts to think, am I Worth
The Walking Endlessly Through The Dark Woods
as He slow down to a stop in the dark woods.
he lays down as he forces the sleep of His broken mind.
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It's like finding your journey thru life, but you stop and think...pretty much like accepting your life the way it is.
I adore the shattered black theme of this story.
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