Foggy and faded

Though a deep pain in my heart

and a raging voice in my mind,

the world remains wide,

love from others remains true,

and my love for life reigns still.

Yet, the window I gaze from fogs

and no matter how many times

I run my hand over to clear it all away

the fog returns.

I simply stare,

body still, mind empty

such as the fog before me.

This deep pain in my heart

and raging voice in my head

says the world feigns truth,

and love from others never guaranteed.

I feel my love for life still,

just as fog has done

right before me.