The city
The city was filled with fog and murk
All I could see was white
All I could feel was a sharp winter breeze
But my palms perspired and my fingers trembled and my heart raced
And I paced
I look around to see that I'm lost
In the city, to once I belonged
I looked up in the sky and saw all white
But I wanted to look beyond that
So I walked in the streets of the city
Not knowing where will I stop next to breathe?
But I walked and walked on
the long highways and crossed mountains
I walked through the woods
To find out that I'm still stuck in the dark hedges
I'm going round and round in circles
But the city is still filled with fog and murk
And still, I'm not able to find myself
But something was revealed to me
Like the first ray of sunshine in the morning
That the city was never my home