Black Fog

He blindfolded me 

With a thick, braided cord, 

Plaited with strands of 

Promises, compliments, and vows. 

And I 

closed 

my eyes. 

I accepted his darkness. 

Slowly, so slowly, 

I forgot the world was there. 

The world was only 

His words, his presence, his love. 

And I 

lost 

myself. 

In the black fog I lost my pride. 

In his midnight I lost my smile. 

I misplaced my inner glow 

Waiting for him to light the way. 

His light would never come. 

He would leave me 

Alone, afraid, unsafe. 

But I 

would find 

my way. 

In the depths of my depression, 

When I was little more to me 

Than a meaningless existence, 

I found a star of hope. 

A light of purest joy. 

From blinded eyes my cynical self 

Somehow 

saw 

you.