Out of Context

So they loom up at me
Giant Beacons of my inner self
Cloaks in forest
As i am in sin.

I climb in and around them
Looking for that place
My hide away
My secret place.

I found it
No-one can come, Only me
So i sit and eat
And think of what i remember

I love this forst
It is my home
It is part of me
As i am part of it.