The Hollow Path

The forest does not forget

The path remembers every step

I was warned, and I went anyway

Mist curls like fingers at my feet

A breathless hush in dead heartbeat

Branches twist in silent screams

Shadows feed on broken dreams

No moon above, no stars to chart

Only echoes tearing me apart

I walk the Hollow Path alone

Where silence carves through flesh and bone

Each step a toll, each breath a cost

I'm not the first to lose what's lost

The trees lean in with wooden grace

Their whispers crawl across my face

The ground is soft with stories bled

Of those who walked but never fled

The forest pulls with unseen threat

I follow voices of the dead

I walk the Hollow Path alone

Where silence carves through flesh and bone

Each step a toll, each breath a cost

I'm not the first to lose what's lost

Who I was is fading slow

What I am, I do not know

Bound in roots, reborn in flame

I walk the path, but not the same

I walked the Hollow Path alone

Now I belong to root and stone

No turning back, no name to keep

I am the forest, wide and deep

The path is hollow

And now, so am I