lonley, as I walk through the misty, dim light of a deep forest late a summer night. when the last warm rays of the sun has not yet setteld.

i drag my feet behind me just to hear the grass bend under me. one last bird sings his last tune to the approatching darkness. but I don't care. i'm not afraid anymore. let the dark sweep around me like a soft cover of velvet and lace. I run my hands over my arms and try to get them warm. but they are still cold as death. i gaze down and count my goosebumbs, just to see if it has gotten any colder.

I yawn and my breaths are now the only thing breaking the silence, the birds singing and the bees buzzing are gone. it's cold around me now, the night has come. I welcome it, with open arms i feel the pressure of darkness sweaping over me. i feel the weight of every childrens fear on my shoulders. fear of the dark. I tremble.

I breath heavily and bends foreward as if i was tired from running..

I place myself in a uncomfortable position and I wait. wait for someone to find me. I cry. I cry tears for all who can't. I cry blood for all who hurt. i cry gold for all who need. and I cry rain for myself.

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October 2014