Day 1- What comes and Doesn't

Isn't it obvious that the mist gotta come no matter how hard i tried to run away..
The feeling of being lost..
the feeling of not being able to feel anything anymore..
The feeling which succumbs after one another..
It just felt so lost..
I i just want to remain there..
i want to be lost in the mist..
To cling onto the things i shouldn't
and now
The hardest things to do now is to keep a smile behind the crying heart..
How i wish i could just let it out..
To cry till my heart whispers with a faint beat..
To just breakdown and never wish to stand up again..
To just scream out loud
till there's never tomorrow to rest upon..
To just grab tight and never let go knowing that it hurts even more..
To just say why don't we give a shot.. maybe we could leave this mist we are in..
But instead..
I found the way out..
Guided you out of the mist..
Told you it's okay to go first..
and don't look back..
Cause i'm just gonna stay in the mist..
And it will stay the same..
No matter what..
Just have a great life ahead..,
That's my sole promise for you..
Cause you might not be the first to be in the mist..
but you will be the last person i ever want to be in this mist..
This very mist that comes and goes...
This very mist that doesn't seems to have logic..
But is trying to be illogical most of the time..
This mist...