The fog
27.05.2025
Poesia: “The fog” di Marta Bejan
My eyes fluttered with a sense of dread,
the blurred light shone, no silhouette.
The distant mist blinded the sunshine,
tempting the thick fog in my head.
And as it continues its act,
I'm still left with the will that seems abstract.
Slaying every thought in my mind,
it left me with a reality - rewind.