I FIND MYSELF IN A FOG
WONDERING AROUND
NOT KNOWING WHAT DAY IT IS
NOT KNOWING WHY I AM HERE
NOT CARING WHAT HAPPENS ANYMORE
NOT WANTING TO LIVE
LIFE SEEMS TOO DIFFICULT
TO CONTINUE ON
THE PATIENCE THAT IS NEEDED
IS NO WHERE TO BE FOUND
THEY TELL ME HELP
IS ON THE WAY
BUT I HAVE NO PATIENCE
FOR THIS HELP
FOR IT COMES TO SLOW
I WILL HAVE TO FIND
MY OWN WAY BACK
THROUGH THE FOG
TO MY WAY BACK HOME