"...I can't see
I can't see..."

Each branch
catches me
as I fall
And as I
scrape past them
Their thorns
and sharp edges
dig into me
They rip
and tear
at my skin
then let me fall
As another branch
has its turn

The poison they hold,
within their berries,
it clings
so desperately
stinging flesh and bone

Though my every dread
All still remain
In the countless leaves
That block and crowd
my hazy vision

"...I can't see
I can't see..."