Lies

I listen to the crisp resonance
Of crackling leaves with winter in tow
I tear through the shackling brambles
A single question overwhelms my mind - where do I go?

Stopping would be lethal
Though branches slit and graze my face
A single shot could well attack me
And rob me of life's sweet grace

My captors are coming
Here to take those of my kind
I wasn't meant to be found out
But slowly they take control of my mind

Eyes charting every corner
Beneath that temperate snow
Slight hesitation soon turns fatal
Metal engulfs my feet, numbing me with their cold

Faces all around me
Appearing from the distance
An instant of pain pierces my eyes
And in closing, I understand the cries
Of those before me, trapped in Mankind's lies...