Uncharted #Poetry

There was a haze in her mind

Foggy layers swirling across images

Making them seem dark, cold and lonesome

Once happy summer days

Looked barren and unwelcoming

A glimmer of hope flashed through the fog

Much like a lighthouse guiding a ship to safety

Locking on to this idea

She slowly followed the faint light


Scared she would get stuck on jagged rocks

Hoping to reach a friendlier shore

 This willed her to press onward


via Daily Prompt: Foggy