I’d like to follow you through the forest
you have carefully constructed
Trees of confidence creating a dark ceiling
The warmth of your hand is but a few inches away
and every time I reach for it, your pace accelerates
I cannot seem to grasp some things
Why your forest has such complicated paths
or why you choose the most difficult to lead me into.
Looking back at me, smiling
shows that you knew I would follow
Walking ahead, leading
You know precisely where the ground unsteadies
I see you move so swiftly, yet
I cannot help but let myself fall
It’s always dark at the end of this Road
I’d like to persuade myself that
I’m not looking for an exit from you
You turned my wondering into wandering
Just before, you vanished
Leaving me to walk vaguely into your forest trapped
Until I found you again
About the Creator
Doreen Noel
Doreen:) 19 years old, I'm currently a student at Barry University, where I'm studying for Pre-Med. I started writing poems at 13 years old. I really enjoying writing poems.
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