the Haze

Welcome to my podcast, I hope you're enjoying listening. The Haze I closed my eyes walking with my bare feet on the grass feeling the texture of it, a blade of grass stuck in my hair and I felt like I'm drifting with the clouds it gets darker when the night came and haze fills in everywhere the clouds cried rain and I was walking alone in the woods when I heard your steps I ran away drops of rain touched my hands as I ran I reached the end of the hill and he came with his bare hands I knew that guilt is following me everywhere it is like a haze, I can't get rid of it I can't see, I can't walk I'm just steady in my place.