Spiraling, spinning, going,
going,
lost.
?
Dreary eyes open slowly, my body
d
e
s
c
e
n
d
s
through the ground.
I see crows circling above me.
Miles and miles pass, my feet throb, my
heart is pounding, my mind is racing.
Eventually I reach a fork.
With no direction or guide to follow;
I wander...
going,
lost.
?
Dreary eyes open slowly, my body
d
e
s
c
e
n
d
s
through the ground.
I see crows circling above me.
Miles and miles pass, my feet throb, my
heart is pounding, my mind is racing.
Eventually I reach a fork.
With no direction or guide to follow;
I wander...
