In another world.

Let me run away
into the dark woods,
Let me stop for a while,
where the firs and
birches stood.

Let me sit down,
under a starlit sky.
Or lie down
on the greens,
where a river flows by,
let me hide in
the mountains or
with birds fly high.

Take me where the
chirps wake me up,
and the cool breeze
luls me to sleep.
I am far too tired and
the wounds run deep.