25 March 2015

from the Fog

first of the morning and the ground held a fog
there was a chill in the air, heartless and cold
I could barely see a car length away
It felt like I was hardly moving
then I saw a movement ahead
it slowly came into view
a person stranded, I couldn't tell
surprised by what I did see
it turned my hair white that night
scared me from ever driving again
actually since then I haven't been right
in dreams I revisit the scene
I'm in the same car
on the same foggy road
each time it get's closer to getting me
it has a thing for my soul
the one that got away

Copyright © 2015 by Patrick B Vince

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