Walk out from the grass
Away from lofty hills
Down towards the winding path
Through the winter chill
An exit seemed obvious
A grand voyage done alone
But suddenly, I have lost track
And never be close to home
Wandering in circles
As the night slowly grows
When colours darken at their worst
Anxiety will show
A way out is beyond my reach
I feel it tingling my face
With bearings lost I will never
Get the hell out of this place
The clouds disperse as I wander
Time is melting as senses go numb
Stranded in the pitch-black labyrinth
Without guidance of the sun
While others may be safe and sound
I am stuck here, just waiting to freeze
If I could I can scream and shout as skies darken
But no one will ever hear me
I am lost in the unknown
Amongst the frost and withered trees
I thought I had it set in stone
But now I have lost the key to set myself free
A journey to the unknown
A quandary that should not have come at all
I am to reap what I sow
And now I'm waiting for disaster to befall
~~~
This is in relation to the predicament that happened to me two weeks ago where, I found myself lost trying to get home after an expedition I took that day, and will never forget it. What is described above was what that day was like... bitterly cold and how dark it was quickly becoming, and did fear for my life that day. I have to admit, I did get myself lost before but the other times weren't as bad as this.
Away from lofty hills
Down towards the winding path
Through the winter chill
An exit seemed obvious
A grand voyage done alone
But suddenly, I have lost track
And never be close to home
Wandering in circles
As the night slowly grows
When colours darken at their worst
Anxiety will show
A way out is beyond my reach
I feel it tingling my face
With bearings lost I will never
Get the hell out of this place
The clouds disperse as I wander
Time is melting as senses go numb
Stranded in the pitch-black labyrinth
Without guidance of the sun
While others may be safe and sound
I am stuck here, just waiting to freeze
If I could I can scream and shout as skies darken
But no one will ever hear me
I am lost in the unknown
Amongst the frost and withered trees
I thought I had it set in stone
But now I have lost the key to set myself free
A journey to the unknown
A quandary that should not have come at all
I am to reap what I sow
And now I'm waiting for disaster to befall
~~~
This is in relation to the predicament that happened to me two weeks ago where, I found myself lost trying to get home after an expedition I took that day, and will never forget it. What is described above was what that day was like... bitterly cold and how dark it was quickly becoming, and did fear for my life that day. I have to admit, I did get myself lost before but the other times weren't as bad as this.
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