Into The Woods

Hidden within the thickened trunks as light begins to fail,

a women's screams are never heard in forests wooded trail.

As swinging axes slaughter and the timber starts to fall,

their echoes drown a chilling sound, a victim's final call.

Each dwindling leaf now blankets on a body that lays bare,

fixated eyes wide open, with her breath no longer there.

Entangled branches shadow like a never ending rise,

they shroud her final resting place as storms alight the skies.

So desolate her grave site, but for one pure tainted rose,

a shrine with bloodied hooded cloak that forest will expose.

Desire had driven him to act, a must to take her soul,

This woodsman knowing that the trees would play their vital role.

At last he'd had his finest cut as "Riding "Hood skipped-skipped by,

he'd stalked her in his fairy tale the day she'd caught his eye.

With just another chapter in a book that never stalls,

forever she'll reside with him, amongs't tree's wooden walls