Water

A Darkened Past

Water

Cold night

Clouds in the sky

Sweat lining my brow

As I look around

I realize I am surrounded

Covered in the mist

As the weather begins to warm

It forms like a swarm

That is when I see her

My blood starts to boil

Pressure rising

With fists clenched tight

I continue after her with caution

She sees me now

Motioning me through the Fog

I dare to continue

My mind is now lost

My body begins to cool

As I feel the frost

She is leading me to a Darkened Past

I feel myself drowning

I panic as air leaves my lungs

Water

Vecus Mitchell                                                 June 5, 2017