Haunted
In a forest so dark...
there lurks the fog of the night.
Shadows rise and haunts ones who go through.
Negativity is making these creatures grow, and look deformed
in all shapes and sizes.
The moon glows in the dark of the night, trying to dig its way through the dense fog.
The walk through the deep forest gives the shivers that rattles my bones.
The fog seems to add the weight to the back of those who go on to the path,
weighing them down feeling like a ghost is on them.
The walk to the end isn't even near, those who go in the forest, may never come back.
Those who are lucky enough may not be able to tell the tale of their journey.
Some believe ghouls haunt the forests, they are lost and never to be found...
find their prey for those who think bravery can help their survival.
Feelings like depression and anger feeds the ghosts of the forest, most are those venture to the forest full of bravery, fail to survive and tell their tale.
The brave ones who believe themselves as brave, are warned to be continuing to be brave.
If one falls down with negativity, they become prey to the shadows and ghouls....
staying as the dark ones...forever taking negativity and growing....
-Snow that flutters down like feathers
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Whispers from a White Feather
Hello my readers, I am Snow that Flutters down like Feathers. I am a poet on Gaia Online and Tumblr. I have been writing since 2013.
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