Just a Dream.

And i found myself lost
somewhere in a forest.
It was a cold morning
the sun had just rised,
sweetening the moist atmosphere
with a sense of coexistence.
I wasn't alone,
something was there
among those trees,
watching me, marking me.
i could feel it's cold breath on my neck
making me shiver.
its eyes on my back
So, I started running barefoot
never looked back
My face, my feet, my hands
wounded and dirty
Fear filled up my eyes with tears
What was i running from?
My dress,
it's all grey, dirty,
stained with blood
Whose blood is this?
is it mine?
Am i bleeding?
and the music in my ears...
Am i dreaming?
Why isn't the sun rising up?
Time stands still in this place,
painting everything grey
What happened to my memories?
This isn't me, this isn't my hair, my skin.
Wounded, scarred, dirty.
My hands, my dress, my feet, my face.
I don't recognize this face.
What brought me here in the first place?
Am i lost forever?
Never to be found,
never to be remembered?
Always to be alone, afraid, dirty, stained?