Fog
the fog settles
like a thick blanket
covering everything
in a cloud of white
I am on my way to school
but I stop
confused
this fog makes me feel
like a blind man
or a crippled dog
lost in the rain
nothing is as it should be
I feel afraid
as if I am trapped
and can't escape
I feel afraid
this fog chokes me
strangles me
until I can't breathe
then it all stops
like a curse that has
finally been lifted
I see the school
and behind that my house
I hear shouts
from my friends
and the whistle
as the train speeds by
I now understand
something I didn't before
my world is perfect
my life flawless
sometimes fog can be filth
but sometimes
fog can be cleansing.
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