eaglesoaring Posted January 28, 2006 Report Share Posted January 28, 2006 Thru A forest of mangled trees,darkness all around,crushing, heaviness of the cold wet air snatches my breath away.All is silentI hear only the sound of my heavy footsteps,as they pound on the frozen ground.I run for awhile, trying to reach the other side.Hoping soon I will break thru the death shroud of the forest.To see the sun.I fear that there is no end to the forest.The sun is dead.My pace has slowed, but still I must go on.My breathing is labored.My chest about to explode.My body and mind are exhausted.I stop to rest, to gather my strength.I gaze down at the ground,and there are the frozen tracks,from each time I have passed before.Dont go to sleep.......you'll freeze to death.Alone deep within the deep dark forest of grief.by Debbie Foster 1/22/06WHEN SILENCE IS BROKEN DOES NOT THE SOUL BEGIN TO HEAL?? D.L.F. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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