Fog

White clouds touching the ground,
Covering every inch of this place,
Blocking the view of each other,
And our surroundings.
This fog around us,
It holds such mystery,
And yet we run through it
Without a second thought.
Some of us soon start to disappear
into the white silence,
No one here knows where they go
Or if they mean to return.
All we know is the fog stays
Guarding us
I walk into the fog
And I find...