Have you been there? Completely surrounded by fog, while still in your human body? The first question that always pops into my mind is “where do I go?”. All logic, all reasoning, any hope of action eludes me. But then, there is a beam of light that shines ever so gently onto your brow, and with that warmth, brings ecstasy.
Where do I go when surrounded by fog
so dense I can hardly breathe?
Repulsively palpable – my lungs filled with smog,
so lost – nobody will grieve.
Impossible to tell
whether it’s day or its night.
Fear washes over
that I’ve seen my last light.