Peering into the great unknown
Wondering what's through the fog
Afraid to step forward
Into the unseen
Can't go back
Too messy, blurry, slipping back into nothing
Knowing one day she'll disappear if she turns around
Hot tears steam into cold air
White fog in the dark night
Rises and twists around her mind
The more she breathes, the foggier it becomes
Time to suck in the cold. Absorb the dark
Push forward, scared or not
Because sometimes it's scarier to fall backwards than it is to trip forward
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