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Getting through the fog

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I see someone up ahead and I just want to catch up with them for its been lonely on this road to nowhere.

I just needed to get away and see some scenery but all that was out today was fog and empty roads.

No one was out on my street as I pulled away from my driveway and made my way to the main road.

I saw a couple of cars but it was before ten am so I figured everyone was still sleeping and maybe once I hit the highway it would be different.

But, soon there was no traffic and no one for miles and I wasn’t on the back roads so I should have known something was wrong.

I tried to speed up and see if maybe I could find one lucky soul that would tell me what was going on but no one was out.

I seemed like every turn I took put me back on the same road and I was never going to go home again.

My chance of just being by myself turned into a nightmare I was not looking forward to being in and, looked like the ending was never coming and if it did it would not be happy for me.

I just want to go home and get off this road, can someone help me please!

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Getting through the fog

 

Poetry

Daily Prompt:Fog

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The fog overcomes me and

My eyes can’t see what’s going

on in front of me anymore.

For I’m blinded by the truth

I know that things could be different.

but I don‘t want to walk away from my

Fog that has become my comfort zone.

I control my fog and yet I crave it and to

Let it go would mean I could see everything

So clear and I’m not sure I’m ready for that

yet.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

 

 

Poetry

The horrible cold!

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My mind is  in a fog that writing anything or even really thinking about anything is to much for me to handle.

But the stubborn side of me is trying to get it all done but my sickness is clouding all my thoughts.

My body is calling for a break for it wants to lay down and sleep the day way.

But your mind doesn’t want to waste or lose a day because of a dumb old cold.

Yet in the end the cold wins and I soon lay down for I have been defeated.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes