The mist

You're the one

who quenched the lights

I used to see every time I went to sleep.

The one that blocked

whatever I used to see before.

The one that blocked my view

and kept me apart from you.

Yes this mist,

that may block what I see

but not the way I feel

this that tries to stop me

when I'm determined to go.

Yes you're the mist that tried to scare me but I'm not scared,

you tried to stop me

but I won't

because I can still feel the lights

floating in that ship

going far away from the mist..