The forest holds something I try
To forget. I know others will pry
And discover what makes me cry.
Watching civilization blossom on Earth;
Different ideology, same methodology.
I seek peace and that’s why I took a walk
Into the forest. Early in the cool morning
When the light starts bending through
I set off with no true destination just to go.
An animal that is afraid to be free and in chains
Must tread through these many existential rains.
Would I find solace in a palace?
Would I find happiness in silence?
Would I find myself in my decadence?
“Erase what I’ve seen it burns deeply inside.
I see the kindness and the numbness reside
In many hearts. But I feel like I need to make
A choice between change and what’s at stake.”
The forest holds onto the truth
That wants to be remembered:
Life remains when society falls.
Vasha'Lakar 