Poezja

Surrounded on all sides
My fate is watching me, snickering
Hoping I make one misstep that veers me off a cliff
I’m surrounded by it I can’t break out
This prism of fate is all a mind game
The mind game is becoming real however
It’s not blurring its breaking the lines between dream and reality
Soon it’ll break free and have reign over me
Welcome to my prism of fate.