Hollow Pines

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Inspired by The Long Dark

There’s something breathing in these trees
Not wind, not wolf, but more than me

Footprints vanish as I walk
Snow erases every thought
Branches creak like voices near
But say no words I want to hear

I turn, and nothing turns with me
But shadows lean impossibly
A thousand eyes, or maybe none
Still I move before the sun

Hollow pines, tall and lean
Whisper truths I haven’t seen
Every path is shaped by fear
But forward’s all that’s left from here

I saw a figure, still and thin
Wrapped in fur, or wrapped in sin
It didn’t speak, and neither did I
We passed like ghosts beneath the sky

This forest don’t forget the dead
Their stories cling to bark instead
You walk too long, and you might find
You leave more than just tracks behind

Hollow pines, cold and wise
They see through shelter, skin, and lies
I carry fire in my hands
But not enough to warm this land

They’re watching still
They’re watching still