Simple

Lost

The trees press in from every side

Much more threatening now
Through no fault of their own

Together

My companion and I press on

Snow everywhere, white prism
Though we think we know the way

Water

The water will lead home

A frigid highway rolling down
The mountain towards town

Hope

We track the audible trickle

Through the darkness, moon beams
Bounce off the liquid relief

Collapse

The bank suddenly gave way

The only thing outweighing the screams
Was the inability to act

Return

The only course of action left

One set of tracks lead out
Where two first led in

Simple

Unavoidable truth scarring my heart

Where the embankment crumbled
He had stood, while I had not

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