Scarry Night

A day in the woods,
could reveal many things.
Unknown creatures,
astonishing sights,
living things that we 
haven't discovered.
A day in the woods,
could show us 
secrets,
lies,
that we may have believed.

The grass is always greener,
the sun is always brighter
as you follow the right path.
It may get rocky,
it may get steep,
and you might think that you are lost.
Many along the way will tell you to turn back,

New ideas,

that is all I need.

Every day,

I find myself,

typing the same words,

the same letters,

my fingers pressing the same keys. 

I want to write about something new,

I was taking a walk, admiring the rays of shimmering sunlight through the trees. The sky was clear, a truly magnificent blue. I wondered if I would ever get a day like this again. After all, we can't know what will happen later on.

If I have any time on my hands,

I'll write.

Why?

Well, I'm not sure if words themself could even explain that.

But I suppose I'll try.

I am a writer,

I am a poet,

I am an author,

because

When the world falls,

our minds think,

it's all over.

When our world stands up straighter,

our thoughts believe,

that we're truly okay. 

Suppose the world falls,

and we all grow sorrowful,