I have never been afraid of the dark woods.
But I have been afraid of the dark.
Funny, isn't it?

But there is something comforting about those trees,
they are just so familiar to me.

It's a void that I can't quite quit,
as I hang onto the dry, rough bark,
and I try to reignite my spark.

Sometimes my depression is the black water.
The water that keep you down under.
Where it suffocates you.

But I always prefer to see those dark trees,
they are just so familiar to me.

When i'm in the trees, I know I can pull through,
but I could make a huge blunder,
and I will be lost and doomed to wonder.

But at least in the water, one can see the light.
It sits at the surface just waiting for you.
But in the woods, there is no sky.

But I still like the trees,
they are familiar to me.

You may be wondering why,
i'm not bothered by the lack of blue,
well in the woods, I can take my time to become new.

I have two types of fears,
the scary, dark waters full of questions,
and the long lasting, sad, dark woods.

But I will always want those trees,
they give a sense of security.

The water tries to end me for good,
it makes my mind part of these dark obsessions,
but in the trees, I'm able to make these confessions.