The Mist Retreats
Discarded, unfaithful, and useless, but oh, I’ll climb my way up
Find my way out of this hole I dug for myself but with all of your help
Dark matter I knew I would regret
The fog that blesses keep the hexes out now blackens my lungs
And keeps my eyes in drought
Your soul seeps through the light between the blinds to find the bed I want to slide back in
I’ll capture you but in time you will expire
For now your memories fed
Take your last breath again
Rejected, uncertain, and futile to some
I’ll climb my way up, find my way out of control
The doors open wide, I climb my way insane
These struggles to serve to fan the flame
The mist lies and waits and hovers low
It squashes the soul and spreads the embers glow
Explore the missed directives
“Yes or no” questions are not easy to construct
I should give up
Sure, I have you now but it’s time to say “goodbye” or at least “sleep tight”
Blow out the light and self-destruct
