Fallen Tree

 
For in the dark and dreary,
Ive made a place called home.

With a friend that I now trust,
We know his as alone.

He doesn't like to speak,
but his thoughts so clearly read,

for I feel a lost connection,
as the darkness starts to spread.

Ive heard for many years that loneliness was shy,
Until I felt the presence and stared into its eyes.

Forever in the darkness,
a place with silent peace.

The razor blade its face it shows
that brings you some relief.

You say that you adapt, that your used to being alone,
but does a fallen tree Dream to one day be a home???

By darkheartmagic

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