Primrose Paths - Ilsa

Wander through brush

Through thick wood

Over briar and sorrel

Stepping and never seeing

Never needing rest or repose

The day begins its end

The night rises

Ever so dark

Ever so black

But one misplaced step

Spells chaos

One misplaced step

Into seeming oblivion

Tumbling down

Down, down

Into the never-ending scope

Of the unknown

Consumed by woods

Eaten by the thickets

The insanity of utter isolation

And disorientation

After wandering for endless nights

Where sunlight never penetrates

And not even the light of the moon

Can guide the way:

Salvation in starvation

So when wandering

The Primrose Paths

Remember to heed these words

Remember each step could be your last

'Cause one misplaced step

Spells chaos

One misplaced step

Is all it takes

To bring you down