Those words
Hung in the air
Like a early morning fog
They were beautiful
Enticing
A great need to experience the day
For what it really is
At the same time
This fog must be blocking
A truly steep cliff
Still, it's so
Addicting
I might just fall off
Even if I can see it
Understanding is not something I lack
It's the comprehending
Beyond my realm of reality
Think about the dimensions of now
Say that you hurt
Say that this shall be simple
Lies and honesty
Makes no difference to those
Who lack comprehension
