Fog

Stumble, stumble ever forward
Tumbling, tumbling ever down
Darkness as thick as molasses
Clinging with unseen hands onto me

Swirling, swirling the fog dances
Taunting, taunting without words
White shadows haunting like ghost
Jumps at me with snarling teeth

Lost, lost wandering confused
Stumbling, stumbling through life
Memories like old movie reels
Looping against the walls of my mind

Crying, crying the leaves weep
Groaning, groaning branches bent
The forest engulfs like an old jacket
Covering but the cold creeps in

Then light shining, shining through
Rising, rising the sun breaks the fog
Hope leaps forward like a dear
Darting, escaping the dark hunter

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