Being handed such a deep entrapment,
The thought of being forced into such an illusion,
Can’t be true.
Choice’s in which are made at such moments,
Unleash destiny.
If in self-consciousness,
Having seen different surroundings,
The soul must force a different ending.
Large holes toy with existence.
Mourning grapples the memory of past lives for guidance.
To escape,
May be impossible.