Forsaken

A Fog so thick, It swallows all it touches. It only knows one thing, To consume all in its clutches. The Forsaken, The no one and forgotten. The One Alone, The hated and rotten. You try to speak, Only fog escapes your lips. You try to move, You are consumed by the risks. A choice to be made, To be lost or to be found. The choice has now been made. There was not a single sound. I've made my choice. And it was not you. It will not change. No matter what you do. You, who is Forsaken. You, who is Dreary. You, who is Alone. You, who is Lonely. You have lost all that is good. You have lost all that is gold. And yet you play the victim. And yet you claim I was bold. This is the end for you. You are not the forgiving one. You are Forsaken, you are Lonely. You would never have won.