Through all the fog

I cannot see

I feel like a dog

I don't feel free

It's almost as if reality

Misses out on a few parts

They are what I can't see

Yet I feel that's where it starts

I see a few people nearing there

It could be one, two or three

I reply on them with a glare

But the fog makes it impossible to see

But inside, it is the worst

Parts of my life I cannot see

They leave me with a hungry thirst

Since you were taken away from me