The Mist

I am lost in a dense mist, Everything seems Smokey and weird. I shiver and tighten my fist, Not a single soul to be heard. I tremble and fall, but no one to hold me. I scream aloud, but no one to hear me. Where have I landed? Where do I stand? Where are my loved ones? Helpless I feel…without a helping hand. I sit under this barren tree, No shade n no fruit, My life, it seems like, Everything lifeless n mute. Death is only what I wish for, as nothing for me is left now. Take me in your lap oh fiery death! As I surrender my life to thou.