Crystal Drops

Author's note: This poem is about how a girl is afraid of growing up. She doesn't know how to handle her life.  She is aware that she isn't a little kid anymore.  The vast forest is up against her and she feels trapped and lost.  She doesn't know that after twilight, it will become dawn. The birth of the morning to becoming a young adult.  Please give me feedback!  

Running through the trees
           Tears in my eyes.
Crystal drops on my hands               
            Chilling my eyes.
Chilling the very essence of my spirit
             Twilight was coming.
I could feel it
             My time was coming.
The tears came again
             This time I couldn't stop.
 How could you be calm
             When you knew it was coming.
For my dawn would never come
              Everything would be night.
The sun forbid to shine
              The twilight suffocated me.
Pulling me in
               Pulling me down.
Silver drops lined my eyes
                My spirit was breaking.
Eternally shattering
                Internally dying.
More tears
               Crystal drops.
Through trees
              Through woods.
Night had fallen
               I couldn't take it.
I felt so vulnerable
              Bare.
Unprotected from what hid in the darkness
            Nothing.
Could stop what would attack me
             Now.
Nothing could stop it
              I was weakened.
By myself
             No one could protect me anymore.
I couldn’t defend myself
             It was too vast.
Too thick
             I couldn’t see what laid in the horizon.
I didn’t even know what was outside of this forest.
            That might not be even safe
For the crystal drops came again.
            Flowing and flowing.
They reminded me that my emotions weren't fake.
           That I knew what to take on.
What I was up against
            This forest.
And myself