Steps. 4/29/2012

A step outside, followed by another.
Step. Step. Followed by an indescribable unrest.
Step. Step. Followed by an unexpected darkness.
An army of dense mist rose from the sea
      devouring all in it's path.
The invisible arrows scattered on the shore.
Cautiously, I proceeded. 
Step. Step.
Though I made no noise, I had been spotted.
An invisible arrow had pierced my heart. 
The poison spread quickly, but was unusual.
It would not kill me, yet it distressed my state.
It reminded me of someone I knew,
someone who was dear to me.
Someone I loved and admired.
Suddenly my very being was filled with fear,
I felt like I had lost him
Yet I know it wasn't too late.
He was changing, self-destructing.
Though the pain and fear were both strong
I knew there was still hope.
Distracted by a meaningless conversation
I pushed forward.
Step. Step.
Reaching my house, I was thrown into solitude.
Alone with my thoughts, now guided by the poison.
The fog crept through my window,
A chill filled the room.
Hastily, I reached for the first jacket in sight; His.
As I pulled it over my head I was infused with warmth.
The same warmth his eyes would give me when he smiled.
I felt valuable in his presence;
Stable, needed, appreciated, grounded.
I need to fight for him.
As this realization filled my head and heart
I could feel the poison dull.
The pain was subsiding.
The fear was still present, but less overwhelming.
The warmth seemed to spread through my fingertips
and out into the room.
The fog cleared, I could see again.
The sun would come back soon.
Hopefully, so would he...
Step by Step.