Under a pale and calming sky
I walked along the sandy shore
My feet gliding like gentle clouds
Tracing patterns in the grains of dust
A dreamlike vision of smoky fog
The landscape of the summer’s haze
And through the alluring mist and haze
Past the darkness is a beckoning bright sky
Humid memories hanging in the thick fog
As I tread on and along the murky shore
Holding my breath to stop inhaling dust
Eyes fading like milky white clouds
Thronging and lurking are devious clouds
Deceit fills the beach with a creepy haze
Blackened ash circulating the diseased dust
High above is an ancient, raging sky
Unleashing its crazed fury onto the grim shore
Fear spilling about like an impatient fog
Distorted and wavy entities hiding in the fog
Heavy, sour gloom drifting with the grey clouds
Death masking the ragged, dim shore
Screaming in my eyes was the same haze
Barricading the rays from the once lit sky
Forbidding peace shattered to dust
Wretched smells like shivering dust
Surging through the settling fog
Burning fires glimpsing in the sky
Sparks and embers silenced by the louds
Hope censored by the swarming haze
I’m crawling to hell alongside the shore
Beating down on the worn shore
Is the deadly sun illuminating the dust
I’m shoving past the obscure haze
Strong, sweeping winds slaughtering the fog
The bleak winter brings on tragic clouds
Harshness floods the petrified sky
The sky draping wearily over the shore
Above are dying clouds, below is thin dust
Sinking into the fog, lost in the infernal haze