the fog little by little

takes over the street

the wind screams mercilessly

walking long steps, I’m going

my steps are atrocious crunches

I’m in the dark

lost and stumbling

the road is long and my blind feet

dry leaves are smooth stones

everything is a maze

I go around and round

I circle the same trees again and again

floor again and again the same leaf’s

I go back in the same corners

I look back, I look up

the wind hits me and the silence

deafen my ears

nobody, just darkness and me

nobody waits for me or follow me

I’m still silent

treading with rage

with the anger that destroys life

I run, I do it without seeing the exit

I run and breathe

and I see more fog