Lost in the Fog

It swirls around me, enveloping me.

It is a dangerous place, it’s allure can overwhelm. I want to give in, need to give in, almost.

This fog has no edge, I am lost within it. It permeates my skin, sinking into my pores, changing who I am.

Inhaling deeply, I complete the transformation. What I was, I no longer am.

I welcome it, I am the creator of this fog, this way of being. It is who I am. Who I have longed to be for forever and a day.

Am I lost within this fog, or have I finally found myself?