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.
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