Lost

The woods are dark
There is no other way
Than to start a spark
And walk into the fray

The trees are high
There is no light
Not one can deny
On this dark night

The darkness looms
Over my head
As I pass by my brother's tomb
I would like to be home instead

The light of day comes
How glad I am to see such a sight
Although the night has made me numb
This is a wonderful delight