Lost In the Fog
| When you walked out of my life I became lost in the fog, more and more I find myself wandering the back roads in my mind. I have become like a wanderer without a compass. Will I ever reach home again?|
| Our life was built of hopes and dreams; but hopes have now turned to tears, and dreams to lonely nightmares. How are we to find our way in this fog called life? We once enjoyed the beauty of the forest together, the majesty of the mountains, and the babbling noise of the stream; but now alone, it has all lost its charm.|
~ © 2002/2010 David L Griffith ~
| As I settle down to my prayers at night in this empty, lonely, house that was once a home I can but wonder how can one leave while the other still loves? If God puts the house together how can man tear it apart? But the darkness offers no answer, so I continually wander; lost in the fog…|
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