Prose

fog settles on the earth
and covers my crying face
i see all of the world's feet
as they gather 'round this place
i try to look, i try to feel
but the haze impedes my sight
i turn to dash toward freedom
but i cannot find the light
the world spins so quickly
when my feet are set in stone
i want so badly to see your face
'cause i hate to be alone
as faces blur into the haze
my stare falls to the ground
i sprinted all my life to here
'cause I thought this was the fount
i want to touch your skin
and feel a sense of love
as my world crashes into yours
and blue skies reign above
now i look back upon my life
at my lifelong grind
the only thing worth keeping
is all i've kept behind.