Once again I find myself racing
Racing through the forest
My feet are sore from running over mulch and twigs
My lungs are burning from the cold air rushing in and out
My face is frozen from the constant stream of tears
My arms are scarred from the rogue branches that strike me

Once again I find myself tired
I sit to take a breath
I lean against a rugged trunk
I close my eyes
and just when I do
I hear them calling
I feel them reaching
I taste their lusting for me

Once again I find myself there
At the edge of the forest
Where the grass is green and the flowers grow
Where the sunlight glows and warms the people
where I should be
I feel the grass with my toes
I reach out for a flower...

Once again I find myself racing
Racing through the forest
Maybe next time I'll feel the grass with my whole foot
Maybe next time I'll get the flower