Clouded

Fog at my feet, invisibility of perception, clouds among the ground, water evaporation, moisture beads upon my heart, clouding further, the unclear. I see, a faint figure, A mist among the cloud, a watery interpretation, Of the one, I longed for, eyes widen, as they do not believe the deceit, yet they long to wish, for such love to be true. Rain dropp ridden hands, caress the rain that falls, through the eyes, once loved, and blood- stained. Bloody mist teases me, as I reach back out to hold, onto this apparition, to only fade into the fog. “Many things are seen in such cloudiness, yet their only the interpretation, of emotion riddled eyes.” No one wants to believe a lie, yet we remain unwilling to see the truth, I grasp onto loss, as to remember you. “Hold whats dear, yet reach farther, to grasp the truth.” Let clouded thoughts remain unclear, the unknown I've come to find, holds more than just simple knowing.