Forests Poem by Kim Jones

As the life I led,
Goes on without me,
I wander in my path,
My lonely, unknown path,
And I come across a forest,
No paths going in or out,
And I wander in,
I find sadness and malice that has never been found,
In the heart of the forest,
The jealous bird taking flight,
In the middle of the night,
Found in the darkest time of day,
Is the pain that people can't find,
No one has ever known,
No one except me,
Only because I took a chance,
And went traveling into the uncharted, unexplored forest,
It burned me,
It only burned me.