The Fog

The Fog

I feel so alone, completely bereft of human companionship & touch.

Not even a home, to call my own. Not a loved one nearby to reach.

If not for my dog, my precious little friend, I'm afraid this fog

would consume me.

It's not just the pain, the all-consuming suffering. 

It's more just the fact that it feels as if nobody cares. 

They say that they do but without an ounce of proof,

I can't help but doubt that they love me.

Words are important, they can mean the world:

But, actions speak volumes and reach beyond the universe.

A simple call, without request, a simple gesture of reading

my words, whether or not you like them.

The fog will soon lift, I wont let it take me over.

But, the need to feel your love will never go.

I hope beyond hope that you always still know;

I love you no matter what!

By: M. C. Jensen copyright 6/10/10