Into the Mist

Into the mist I go.

Into the Mist

I stand in indecision on the road

Staring through the tunnel

And into the mist on the other side.

I can see from whence I came

But not where I will go,

As the mist hides the way.

Do I dare leave the familiar behind

And trust the road unseen

to lead me to a better tomorrow?

There is nothing here for me,

So taking a deep breath I decide

Into the mist I go.

How does it work?
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Verona Jones

Verona is an aspiring writer living in Tucson, Arizona. Where with help of her three furry critics, Verona writes stories that scare her readers under the covers. 

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