The speaker runs away from something frightening and hides in the dark woods. The things they flee are listed in short, harsh images: hunters, sharp fire, shouted rage, mean faces. Together they suggest a world that feels hostile, even dangerous to the speaker's life. The woods, by contrast, offer a strange kind of relief, because "no one would want me to die" there.
But the safety isn't comfortable. The woods are cold by day and wintry at night, so the speaker has traded one kind of pain for another: threat for loneliness and hardship. The line "I went with it anyway" shows a stubborn, tired acceptance.
The ending is the most telling part. The speaker first says "I thought I was okay," then shifts to "I hoped I was okay." That small change reveals doubt. The mood is quiet, wary and sad, with a thin thread of hope running through it.