Trying to control me
chasing behind is anxiety.....
running running from its claws
trying to reach those distant shores.

hanging over me, a cloud so black
trying not to go looking back,
I only feel drizzle from that cloud,
trying to envelope like a shroud....

ahead the ground is opening
can I reach before fog starts clinging
to my soul, and wraps around
and takes me down without a sound?

Jin