The forest tripped me as I ran,

Attacking me with its thorns.

The wind bit my face with bitterness,

As I approached the shore.

The waves were screaming an angry song,

And soon appeared a door.

The emotions knocked me down,

I was crawling on the floor.

I tried to reach the doorknob,

Glaring at me with

But when I stretched my arm to reach it,

It always just fell short.

allure.

The door then opened, and on the other side, I once again saw the shore.

Waves crept slowly to my feet, cleaning my soul and core.

The wind stopped biting, and kissed my cheeks,

Reddened

now, and raw.

And suddenly, I felt at peace,

For once, and nothing more.