Through hill and dale
Trial and error
The contents of my heart pour out.
Where I've been is written on stone behind me.
Thin sticky drops twist together into wandering yarns about exactly how I got here, punctuated with thick black clots.

But I don't know where I'm going

My nose is choked.
My eyes grow dark.
My ears pound to a beat only I can hear.
Somewhere dim and far away I know
Don't ask me how, I know
The sun will rise tomorrow, but...

I'm not out of the woods yet.

gift for Mythic Fox of DA, of her character.