By: Vittoria Minyaliel Berger-Hoff

Fog swirling,
reliving my lost dreams.
In the lake a fish is seen,
it swims, lost, through the endless dark.
Eerie

Fog swirling,
hiding my face;
the tears I cry over you forever,
Feeding the lake of my conciousness.
Eerie

Fog swirling,
the pool swirling ’round my body,
accepting my sacrifice;
the green waters, and I greet the fish.
Eerie

Fog swirling,
sucking out my last breaths.
The world is cold and green,
full of fish and sea weed.
Eerie

© Vittoria Minyaliel Berger- Hoff