Forest Cry

I followed the call of the screams

That echoed deeper into the forest,

Behind the mangled fingers and wooden beasts;

I could hear the cry of innocence

Begging to be rescued and taken to safety

From the demons lurking in the shadows,

Prancing around the forest,

Playing with the food it has been presented with.

The shadows grow closer,

Taunting and using my mind

To get closer to corrupt the innocence.