FOG
Drifting on air, barley audible.
Smokey and mixed emotions
Blurred visions of the unknown.
Invisible to lives needed change.
Light filters through hazy, distorted.
Enough to find what way is right.
What direction this flight takes.
Misty dreams leading the way.
Paralyzing the less brave in life,
In the chilly grey, hanging heavy
Trapped in the stillness of past.
Awaiting the warm suns light.
Awareness stilted in darkened day,
Feelings roam aimlessly lost.
Until the light of living seeps in.
Fog disappears once again.
DOC DYR
BTM
MOON
INTROSPECTION
By doc_dyr
© 2009 doc_dyr
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