Break Free

Dark forests deep at every turn
Surrounded pressed in like a box
I lay in center trying break free.
Wall of pine needles prick me
To stay within my space
But I need to break free.
Above me light shine with hope
But it’s not large enough
To climb above to break free.
Forest presses me down
But I will not give an inch
I will find away to break free.

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