the skies are finally clear
and my head feels okay
it was the fog which really left me distracted
in the end,
My heart may still be broke,
but I am doing okay
thanks to the fog
I remembered who I really am
And maybe it will stay this way
This may be the end,
But my heart will break again
Just hopefully not soon
YOU ARE READING
FOG
Poetry"this won't hurt one bit" they said to me as they ripped my heart out. My mind holds a lot of secrets that not a soul knows. These are my secrets.
