There is a fog that lies on this land
A fog so dense I cannot think
All I want is for it to fade
All I want is peace
But it will never go for long
An hour or day or maybe more
But in the end it always returns
Will it ever be no more?
I tried to fight the fog with fire and flame
I tried to fight with love
I tried to fight with substances
But the fog still lays its claim
Maybe someday I'll find a way
To banish the fog upon this land
But until then I'll slave away
Until I meet my end
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 4:11 AM UTC
There is a fog that lies on this land
A fog so dense I cannot think
All I want is for it to fade
All I want is peace
But it will never go for long
An hour or day or maybe more
But in the end it always returns
Will it ever be no more?
I tried to fight the fog with fire and flame
I tried to fight with love
I tried to fight with substances
But the fog still lays its claim
Maybe someday I'll find a way
To banish the fog upon this land
But until then I'll slave away
Until I meet my end
This poem is about my fight with depression, and the ways I've tried to handle it.