There is a deep fog in my mind, One which surrounds me every day As I take aimless steps towards escaping. Even when I think of you The fog does not dissipate. My body remains the same: Trapped in a boundless cloud. But what the thought of you does Is give me some sense of direction— A purpose for me to keep pushing forward And never give up. No matter the days that have passed Or how many steps I may have to retrace. For who knows, Perhaps one day I may be able to see the sky again.
