I tried to paint it away
I tried to dance it away
I tried to drink it away
I tried to sleep it away
But it found me
And haunted me in my dreams
But I could not give up
So I ran
I ran until I was out of breath
Until it felt as if I was sinking
Sinking deep into brown, sticky mud
That held me down
The more I moved
The more I sank
Should I just give up?
I screamed for help
Save me
Save me
But no one came
The fog just got thicker
And the air thinner
They soon forgot whom the where looking for

- R.C