The Mist Takes Me Away

Walking trough the darkest night while wind is covering my ears. Containing whispers drowning me with sorrow and deepest fears. The yellow lanterns clearly projecting my shadow on the street. The awful cold making me shiver and penetrates my soundless feet. Rustling sounds created by the wind coming out the nearby trees. Pulling and shaking until they finally drop there colourful leaves. Slowly zigzagging through the air and end like rustles on the street. Where I now walk alone in the dark with cold penetrated feet. The windy whispers keep on whispering slowly driving me insane. Salty tears roll down my face drip by drip falling on the ground. Slowly gliding on the wind falling down the leafs without a sound. To ease my deepest fears of dying and finally stop my endless pain. A pain created by the imaginable wind from high out of the sky. Quickly coming down to form dark scary whispers around my ear. Speaking faster and louder slowly forcing my eyes to draw a tear. Confusing me and threatening me and telling that soon I will die. I keep on walking while the yellow lanterns now got out of sight. I now walk carefully trough the darkness of this endless night. Clouds start to form a barricade. On the enlightened darkened ground. Laying themselves down one by one isolating all threatening sound. Wind now stopped blowing and the whispering voices left me alone. I decided to get some rest as I sit down on a cold grey nearby stone. I feel engraved words as I start to read, wondering what it might say, I shiver when I read "R.I.P." while the mist is slowly taking me away .