Good

I stood in the kitchen

Hiss

Went my teakettle

Then my eyes turned to my aged wooden door creaking open.  I live in the forest alone.  It’s a peaceful sort of alone.

Chirp chirp!

I look at my teenage years

I see the pain, I see my fears

I’m still young but I desire that faith

I believe and know I’ll be ok

I fell in a pit

A hole so deep

I couldn’t save me using my wit