Losing her mind
in the forest she spends her time.
Navigating along the forest floor,
better than she can breathe.
Because this puts her at ease,
along with the sea breeze.
She has yet to find herself,
but the forest helps.
She stays all night
only afraid of the monster within.
Slowly sipping her gin.
She falls to the forest floor
looking at the stars
wishing she was among them,
so she could be long dead.
You wouldn't believe the thoughts in her head.
In between two tree's in her bed.
She does what she does best
and falls asleep.
In between the tree's showing defeat.
But she can't stop crying in her dreams
so she wakes up to see
the tree's swaying in the breeze
calming her down.
The forest always gives her peace.