Thick vines pulling you in

Pulling you into a world of your own

Your imagination takes over.

I look up

Beams of sunlight rain down through the holes in the roof

They hit the floor they bounce back up

Lighting areas that would otherwise 

Remain dark.

Army green vines invade the space

Creeping silently

Intertwined with each other

Searching for more light

I am calm and relaxed.

An abandoned building –

Dusty, musty and rusty metal.

Thick vines pulling you in

Pulling you into a world of your own.