The Winter Mist

The Winter Mist The winter mist Which no can twist I knew you exist Although in a cyst Never failing to appear When all you could do was disappear You stayed When you frayed And you waited When things faded And yet you left When you could deft I returned to my mess Now covered in tress To find you gone As if I’d always been lone I should have known To avoid being blown But I did not see And now there’s nothing left to be seen..