Driving home through the gray I navigate slow
by plainspokenrefuse
· 06/12/2025
Published 06/12/2025 13:41
Driving home through the gray, I navigate slow,
headlights beam wide, but nothing to show.
The fog swirls and thickens, a cloak of confusion,
each mile feels longer, a silent delusion.
What was once clear has gone soft and blurred,
thoughts tumble and falter,
a quiet absurd.
In the hush, I ache for the vision now veiled,
seeking clarity lost, where the shadows have trailed.