deep in the forest

deep in the forest of mistrust and pain

there rests my heart, quite lonely though safe

people attempt to find it but in vain

for they know not the way to my most sacred place

but you seemed to know the way through the forest

you took no wrong turns, and fell in no traps

when others would give up, you made it look easy

you arrived as a friend, who already knew me.

Published by Eliza

Writing helps me find myself.

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