Traversing forward
Drawn by an unseen force
Abandoning my shelter
The primitive house of leaves
Enter a valley
The cabin from my dreams
Its aged oak sealing
The essence of wilderness
An ancient stove sits
I gaze for a long moment
Realization hits me
I have not eaten in days
The food supply exhausted
Not an animal in sight
Nod into the void
The ones I killed
Haunting my dreams
Sleeping is torment
Price of waking exuberance
Spirits of the universe
Prophecy of the future