John Alexander Alegre (Australia)

Here I stand, surrounded by fog

A fog so dense the moons light cannot be seen

It is dark

It is cold

I am alone



Here I stand, all alone

Surrounded by a fog so dense the moons light cannot be seen

I feel the darkness seeping into me

The cold crushes my bones

Alone I suffer this



Here I am, standing all alone, surrounded by fog so dense the moons light cannot be seen