When Poem by Jessy Liz

Morning is rising, a cloud of fog, settling in.
I can’t see far- my own surroundings don’t make sense.
Thick and twisted is this mess of a woods-
I could try all day but it’d do no good.
This knowledge means nothing if it’s you that lies beyond.
I can’t rest knowing of our indifferent bond.
I keep moving forward, pushing through-
But not a silhouette is to be seen… Where are you?
I’m getting frightened, and running now.
But it won’t be long until my breath runs out.
As far as I can see, I’m too far in.
And I’ve made it just as far as when this morning began.
I’m growing weak and somewhat unsteady.
And wonder now, am I ready?
You know, I can’t carry this burden all alone.
Defeated I wonder, when are you coming home?