Sunday, November 14, 2010

The Fog

Dense cold fogs consume my being

Threatening now to do me harm

Falling deeper without flailing

Notice all without alarm

Quietly the darkness deepens

Silently it robs my night

Morning should relieve the sadness

But it dawns devoid of light

Colder now my soul is shaking

Bolder now the darkness seems

Chilled and broken and forsaken

What does all this torture mean?

Sinking slowly never rising

Breath my lungs refuse to make

Beating slower ever slower

Is it my life you wish to take?


written 11/14/10 Sequim, WA

By Todd Royce Gubler

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