The Forest I've Come To Know Poem by Samuel Richard Leonard

Take me for a walk away from all sorrow,
far from the roads and into the hollow,
where the woods only end at the shore of dusk,
and dawn's wave crashes breaking night's husk.

Hold my hand for you must guide me along,
pray shadows don't sing, ears deaf to their song.
I am prey to the dark and it lurks under light,
following my step, surrounding me at night.

Run with me far, away from my plight
and into the thicket of the wood's sickly blight.
We'll sneak past the shadows, detach them from our feet,
evade reality as life begins to fleet.

Grab a fistful of my hair. Drag me if you must,
I'm lying to you; unto the woods I lust.
Break my body and strike me with your gaze,
i'm not thinking clearly, lift me from this haze!

Smoke! Smoke! Fire's below!
It's burning my back the lower I go.
Freeze me, oh please be the one my heart knows,
no...

let light shine bright for my shadow will grow,
within the black of night with transcendence I glow.
I need no saving for this fire's my warmth,
and flickering in the shadows are my woods coming forth.