I just can't fly
Without being weighed down again
By the gray fog -
It blinds me and chokes me and leaves me
Useless, tumbling headfirst
I just can't figure out
Where I'm going anymore.
I see color, briefly, so briefly,
Then everything dims again
Nighttime, darkness.
So I have to wait, tears staining my skin,
Until the sun makes itself known to me again.