Stuck in the Fog/Finding the Way
A conversation between my depression and me.
you know why you're here
you know how to get yourself out
you can't see
remove your eyes
you won't need them to get out
you can get new ones on the other side
if you're worth it
forget yourself
you put yourself here
to get out you must unknow yourself
who needs yourself in the dark mist
you know where you are
you're nowhere
why walk aimlessly
sit down a while and wait for the fog to pass
it never will
you cannot
I can
it will happen if I try
I will rest but then push through the fog
with a clear breath of air
I will wander and discover
where I am headed
from this dreary place
I have everything I could need in myself
to guide my way
I know myself
I can see myself and my worth more clearly than you
I can see the path ahead
and the light
I know why I'm here
and I know how to leave it behind
for something better
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©Abigail Siegel, 2020
About the Creator
Abby Siegel
Currently a grad student in classics researching Latin poetry as well as myth and folklore. I write poetry most of the time, and I am working on my first poetry collection. I also write book reviews and other blog pieces.
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