Capturing Campus: The Fog (Revisited)

This is a counter to the first poem I made for the blog way back in 2021! In it, I explored feelings of isolation and the sense that those around me were living their lives while I succumbed to my own struggles. I wanted so badly to take hold of my life, but I felt I couldn’t. This revisitation conveys a resolve to live, and serves as a reminder that nobody has things “figured out,” and that that is perfectly alright. 

The Fog (Revisited)

Apart from everyone

pure silence punctures

thick fog

not by choice

Not special but singular

beings rush by 

defined while I am not

speaking where I cannot

Self-pitiers do not prosper 

I transition to spite myself:

a new person of different desires

deeper volition 

not helpless but harboring demons

in the dark and daytime

Concealment isn’t comfort anymore

I am strange and suffering

no different from the spectators 

The fog recedes 

I see now

the world isn’t new

but I am in it