Lost in the woods
The woods are a confusing space with many hidden things. As I enter, there is an abyss of trees. I find every tree has a relationship with my mind. Patches of flourishing and blossoming areas with pretty colours full of hope and growth. But also there are many dark and overshadowed areas, uninviting, overcast with darkness at a level of the soul. i find myself lost in the landscape trying to avoid the dark areas, but I find they are like cancer. Overcasting my bright areas, pulling me closer with whispers of grandeur. I must fight the pull of these false promises, as I know the darkness will overpower me if I were to give into it. I must keep to the hopeful areas full of brightness. They don't call me. They just silently offer hope, laughter and soulful peace. Martyn The mist rolls across the field pushed from behind by the rising sun. Gradually fading as the ground warms, revealing a city of green. The trunks of the trees stand guard at the edge of the forest protecting its i