The Mist Within My Head

POETRY NEWS #4230
Date: 01/17/2013 at 01:32
From: Scarlattan Xeran of Caer Witrin
To : Everyone
Subj: The Mist Within My Head

as I walk
I am encased
I walk along a path
journeying withing my mind
I find myself warm, yet soaked
soaked to the skin with the mist
I find myself hard to see what goes by
and what decidedly remains behind
I feel almost blinded at times
and other times comforted
as I feel ignorant
of things around
surrounding me

I dream
I remember
my memories come
and they decide to go
I descant when I'm lucid
I mumble when I'm gone away
yet with every passing moment
I wrap myself deeper within this
the mist within my very mind
I am comforted when I see
no more than a memory
but I am often sad
when it leaves
I feel blank

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Aeguary, in the year 616 AF.