Caught in a web of hopeless expectations,
fears surrounding every move,
captured in the hapless spiral of disappointment, unreal possibilities,
believing that the end captures paradise in its entirety only to get there and the empty vastness a reflection of what’s left inside.
Calling out to the voices that led me there but an echo returning…
mocking me, shrinking me, leaving despair.
Twisting…pulling…tugging….
trying to break free…the hold on me not budging…
with each pull the shackles unyielding…
…is it where I belong?
My fate? That I may never be?
That life purposed me a prisoner of my own uncertainty?
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