In The Forest

In the Forest 

The night is falling, 
Clouds hang low in the sky. 
Snowflakes slowly drift down, 
Covering everything in a blanket of white. 

No trace of anyone else can be seen. 
It is cold; my breath hangs in the air. 
I am alone in this dense, dark, and silent forest. 
I am lost, 
Searching for a way to find my way home. 

I glance up, watching the snowflakes spiral. 
Returning my gaze to the forest, 
I wonder to myself: 
How will I ever find my way? 
There is no clear path, no guiding light, 
Nothing to point me in the right direction. 

This forest seems like my life: 
A journey through struggle, 
Seeking the light and a clear path ahead. 

The snowfall becomes heavier, the darkness grows deeper, 
Just like my fears. 
I am lost in my past, unable to find a way forward. 
Every path seems to circle back to this same spot. 

When will I finally find the right path 
That will lead me out of this dark place? 

Once more, I decide to try to find my way 
Out of this forest. 
With determined steps, I begin. 

One step after another, I start my journey forward. 

I stumble and fall, but each time, I rise. 
Slowly, I make progress. 
I know this journey will be long and arduous, 
But I am determined to find my way.