Not a Path Insight

I stand in the woods
Its dark and the wind is brisk
All I see are trees
How did I get here?
I used to be in a meadow
Full of flowers red and purple
the animals speak of me
they say I don't belong
they snicker
I'm alone in here
I begin to run
Swerving this way and that
Wanting to turn back the hands of time
I miss that meadow
I lose my way
Am I running in circles?
I cant see a way out
I crumble to my knees
I weep
Isolation descends over me
Could this be my fault?
What did I do back there,
in the meadow
How did I end up here?
I claw at the ground
I cant think
I've forgotten the way back
If I ever knew it in the first place.