In the forest I roam
The birds singing
The leaves rustling.
The breeze flowing.
The animals scamper as I make my way,
But oh what will happen to this day.
The bright sun shining rays through trees.
What seemed to happen to the beauty?
The sun disappeared, illuminated by dark clouds.
Thunder rolled.
The wind was screaming.
The leaves flew away.
The animals hid in shadows.
The fantasy seemed to be swallowed away.
Just then a loud yell was heard.
Was it a person?
A person I do not know,
But fear was the new mood.
Then I was knocked to the ground.
I saw no one in sight.
I got up and made my plight.
I looked around and saw nothing.
Just then I took off running.
What happened to the lovely day?
I ran so fast.
I ran as fast as the lightning that struck a nearby tree.
I made my way home tired and frightful.
I stared at the forest from my window.
I saw nothing.
Nothing but darkness.
I then realized something.
It was the way it was supposed to be.
The way I will always be.