Rain soaks my sandaled feet

For the ground seems to swallow and spit at me

Hiding for some reason or another

In the cold, wet underbrush of the forest

Trees hid my blue body

But also keeps me from running

Trapping me in this cave

Of fallen twigs and branches and ferns

As a child I would wander here

Pick the flowers

Catch the bugs

And go home muddy but happy

Now what gave me so much joy

Only brings me terror and pain

I never noticed the trees spring up around me

Until that wall was built

And I realized I was far too gone to go back

The only path leads deeper

Deeper

Deeper into the black forest