Forest of the Ghost
When darkness falls across a silent forest,
My spirit awakens to start to roam the forests of the world,
My spirit searches for something, something missing,
Missing from my body, something that lost will make myself a poison,
A poison that infects the forest’s trees,
Turning them black with hatred and black with pain,
Pain and hatred that grew from my broken heart,
My loss becomes the ghost of the forest,
A ghost that burns blue out of utter despair from loss,
A threat that now catches the world a blaze, burning a raging blue,
A inferno that insinuates everything that causes pain or hatred,
And as all the forests disappear,
My ghost shall rest in peace,
So long as the pain and hatred has been given to those who have caused it,
The ghost of the forest shall become silent once more.