The Fog

personality number one

I woke up in the middle of nowhere,

a foggy terrain of nothingness,

into a terrible nightmare,

trying to escape without rest.

 

I have felt the feeling of being followed,

by probably a beast or maniac.

Fear?Or is this sorrow?

Everything's covered in black.

 

I saw a light from a distance

hoping it would bring  me back.

I saw glowing eyes in an instance.

They stopped me from my tracks.

 

I picked up a rock to fight the beast,

hoping to scare it away at least.

Run away from this nightmare,

this dark realm of emptiness.

 

I must never lose hope,

for i must get out of this mess.

Hope,the kidden key inside of me,

to get out of distress.

 

Run away from the beast,

the fear and sorrow inside.

Run away from the nightmare,

then there'll be joy for you to find.

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