the forest of the dead

In The Darkness of Phonetic Discord.

__________________________

I've been walking in these

woods forever,..following

the screams.

Wondering where the

Madness might lead.

Last Night they were

Younger...

Blanketed by an

Uncommon Youth 

which seemed to 

be a Razor.

( that no longer

cuts Me.)

They are Precocious

Screams now... 

Mature in Their

Pain, with Bruised

and Broken Mouths..

Dwindling through The

Darkness Of Phonetic

Discord!!

and...Shit...

Shit...

(I really can't

take this Anymore.)

____

I wake up in a cold

sweat with the screams

swimming in my Head..

damn...

It seems as though
I've been in these Woods
forever.

(The Forest of The Dead.)

J.Stephen.H.