9 February 2013
Gone for months, lost in darkness, no way out in sight, shadows reach out, escalating the fright.
Why would mother abandon us, throw us to the wind, were we a burden of unforgivable sin?
My sister and me warm each other in the night, the bitter chill closes in, frozen to death before first light.
Staring down from above, we no longer suffer the death of night, forever embraced, in each other's sight.
Forrest Of Lost Children • Opuss № I