Mystify

One day you come crashing

and things suddenly turn int0 mist.

You make me numb

and I endure to be dumb.

It makes me feel like

you bring me into the jungle

where there is nothing and no one I can find.

I am left alone in wilderness

then the cold wind blows

and strikes me to my bones.

I can't shift to any direction

as I am stuck and lost in transition.

I try one step forward

but my feet is dig deep.

I feel like I turn into an ice of sand

in which water can easily smack my back.

It is foggy gray outside

and a shit of black inside.

You are hurling my wits

and you seem not to cease.

Are you crashing my soul

until I get perish?

What else do you savor from thine

when I am already nothing

but one heck of mystify?