Mysterious Woods

Shivers were going down my spine when I was trying to wide open my trembled eyes, feeling as if I hit my head on a rock. Still hungover, I gazed into the mysterious depths of the forest alienated in an unknown country. It felt like a free falling from hundreds of miles, when I’m sitting here still. No direction, no reason, no meaning when I feel like lingering here longer. The woods look lovely, dark and deep but I got promises to keep and miles to find my way back before I sleep.