Black Heart

Cold was the night, the moon was full; I was shivering due to the lack of proper clothing. My head hurts, it’s throbbing, and it’s bleeding. What the fuck? My forehead is bleeding. I must have hit myself on a tree on the way down the mountain slope. Man I’m luckily that I didn’t break a bone there’s a shit load of a trees, and I think some of them have that funny goo that makes you have hallucinations. But where am I? Right, I was running…because…because…