Something precious was lost-

What was it again?

Something I’m trying to remember-

What was it again?

Something that used to matter-

What was it again?

Something I used to know-

The fog is in the way.

Something I used to want-

The fog is lifting now.

Someone I used to be-

Out of the fog now.

I used to laugh.

Then I couldn’t.

I used to smile.

Then I couldn’t.

I used to be me.

Then I couldn’t.

The fog took over,

I wasn’t me.

The fog was lifting.

I felt more free.

Out of the fog-

I can now just be.

The fog robbed me of something-

Joy.

The fog taught me something-

Tenacity.

The fog helped me realize something-

Strength.

Out of the fog,

I now know I’m worth it.

Out of the fog,

I now know happiness is up to me.

Out of the fog,

I now know I can be me again - and more.