Walking in a misty woods
Serene and peaceful sylvan moon
Knowing my goal lies ahead
Tread with patience, reach it soon
The velvet darkness strokes my hair
The north moss clings damply to skin
The ground begins to slope uphill
I start to forget where I've been
The earth is muddy, slope is steep
I found a hole, I went around
But then the cavern draws me in
The sludge begins to slide back down
The trees block out the moon's soft light
I fall, but struggle upward still
My feet are dangling off the edge
I'm farther down than up this hill
The pit echoes with empty calls
The sweet seduction of sick minds
I start to fight, but want to fall
Curious to what I'd find
I grasp and fill my fists with filth
And the night with battle cries
Lunge again 'gainst gravity
Find a power that denies
It's over now, I'm moving up
Crawled back out, covered in slime
Progress hurts but less with help
Shouldn't have fallen down that time.
Therefore,
Schmitty
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