Follow her

Like a funeral in the open to witness eyes 
Bizarre like a wound carved out of pride , a fire that swallows a valley 
Deeper and deeper into the wood 
I followed the lights , they led me astray and promised a carnival of life 
Muddy crosses at my feet , farther and farther I venture .... my steps wondered to long , north or west ? 
Now that my mind sees clear , the darkness consumes ... a little to late .