Into the mists I go.

Into the fog of night

I disappeared,

but I was not alone,

I heard whispers,

I saw red eyes,

as all shadows became one.

Was there light

at the end of the tunnel,

or just a speck of hope

lying in the distance?

I'll never know....

I was hit by that train.

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

It sounds like a dream you were happy to wake up from, Andrew!

[andrew mitchell]

indeed kelly thank you for the visit and i'm still here lol twas a dream ditty!

[Giulia King]

Oh my God. The last line made me say; s**t! out loud haha. This is such a good poem, Andrew! I've re read it a couple of times now. It created a image too. This one will go into my library.

[andrew mitchell]

lol thank you so much Gullia:)