Two different emotions about two different things

In the mind of fog

By

Jessica Singleton 

My mind is clear

It wonders down 

the streets of 

Memory and regret 

I took a walk home 

one night 

It was only then 

that I saw everything 

with clear vision 

Your corner is abandoned.

And 

you're alone inside 

of 

your own intentions. 

They twist around 

What you did to your own life. 

Your hands are keys.

The day you realize that 

you will be free 

Those words you speak 

Are nothing 

but 

lace and bows 

to cover 

the box 

underneath. 

Fog lined streets 

Clear and clean from the rain.

Broken promise and silly lies.

Now you're an open book and everyone knows the ending.

Simple pages 

Blank pallet 

Yesterday's denial 

Nothing to figure out.

Fuck your ego 

Cause it's a bitch 

And that's all you'll ever have. 

Sweet comfort 

By 

Jessica Singleton 

He keeps warm colors of wood with strings attached. 

And he makes me feel embers of bonfires igniting my fall.