Beyond The Mist Poem by Shakeela Kingzley

Show me that you can see it

See beyond the mist

The silhouettes in the distance

Do you see it?

Or are you blinded by the mundane

Those unsubstantial stresses

Did you get used to them?
Is it a part of you now?
That you can't even move past it?

I've forgotten all about it

I can take you there

If you take my hand

But it's your choice

If you want to run with me

If not

You'll be seeing my silhouette

Until I fade

And the mist consumes me