Behind me lies a dark forest
I was trapped with no way out for so long
When a soft glimmer of light caught my eye
Tearing through thorny bushes I tracked it
Urgency pounded in my chest as each step took me closer to the edge of the forest
Who knew an edge existed?
Who knew the darkness wasn’t where I belonged?
I escaped to breathe fresh air and dance in cool grass
But the wounds from the thorn bushes reminded me that I did not belong in this pasture
I turned back to the forest, armed with a tiny sword
Monsters jumped me when I went back
Ones I never knew were there before
Slaying the monsters was impossible
They were stronger and greater than I
My sword broke and I ran
Vines crept out and tangled around my ankle, their thorns biting my flesh
I looked around alone, having been warned this was foolish
Frantically I used what was left of my sword to cut the vines from my ankles
As the monsters came screaming I ran from the forest and back out into the sun
The beasts growled angrily, afraid of the light trying to trap me with their wiles
Words were futile
While I was a bleeding, broken mess my resolve was never stronger
I was not going back.