damned trees pt. 2

[psilocybinism]

The trees are becoming restless. dancing in the wind like madmen, they call me to them. the skies are turning black as they peek through the window. there arms stretching out, shadows of there spindly fingers playing on the walls. they're coming for me. calling me out of my safe abode, feeding from my fear, i am no longer safe. I watch as the

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[grim_evil22]

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[psilocybinism]

The trees are becoming restless. dancing in the wind like madmen, calling me to them. the skies are turning black as they peek in the window. there arms stretching out, shadows of there spindly fingers creeping up the walls like some evil spirits. they're coming for me. calling me out of my safe abode, whispering for me to come home. feeding from my fear. i am no longer safe. watching the shadows dance trying to lure me with hypnotic rythim, ugly faces leering through the darkness of those heartless woods. smiling, laughing, screaming, knowing. they're going to get me, i am weakend from their energy. more and more are the numbers, circling around, filling me with terror, only met in the worst nightmares. they're coming for me. i have angered these restless spirits, and now i need to pay. it wont be long now, out the window i can only see the twisted faces made of bark, changing and distorting. saturating my mind with there maddening screams. voices from another dimension, in a language not comprehensible my a human mind. no way out of