a sonnet

in my darkest hour i went somewhere good
and although it was hard to escape the bad
the consequences for the actions i had
taken were finally fully understood

in my mind i go to the frost covered woods
your pure pale face reaches out to me so glad
you smile happy to see me here not mad
should i pursue you here? i don't know if i should

it breaks my heart to see you sit there crying
i retreat into my mind to stay away
from the darkness of the world into flying

my mind is tired my body is swayed
the last thing i want is to see you dying
let's go to your house and be there all day