Fog is all around, cold wind cuts through, Leaves shiver and go cold, The lowlands feel it too. Somewhere far, away from my window A soft candle flame, is what I see. Continues to burn, with hopes all high Struggling against every bit For it's righteous path. Flickering in the strong winds, But thriving against . Spreading the light, for me to see. asking, not to throw my hopes away Opening the door for me. To, walk on my two feet again, Yes, I want to live my life Not just efface it all away in this eerie little world...... on this crazy foggy day .