A familiar Place that feels Wrong.

The foggy land I stepped on It haunts who'll walks the truth It chokes you To ease what was once full One mishape can cause a flame Smoke can envelop your pain You can't scream to escape You don't have the right to be saved The roots where you were born It was the same ones who'll take yours The wrinkly texture will wrap your legs till it lasts to your neck Breathing is hard Screaming has stopped Crying won't work Escaping is a false hope It wasn't about the mist It was about the origins The trees, the roots, you shouldn't be the one hurting