Mirrors

Constantly turning corners, Searching for answers. Trying to decide the right decisions in a world of endless judgement. Where can one find happiness in an endless hall of the reflections showing the past and the future? What is a correct answer when both options cause a consequence?  Turning down unknown halls just to find a lead to the perfect light. Spinning in circles just to free myself from the confusion.

Constantly running through the maze of taunts, puppeteers being my demons pulling at my strings and laughing something fearful.  Their cackles filling my ears and draining my insanity. How does one escape this? Where is the exit I desire? This hallway goes on forever and one wrong turn is only making it longer. Dragging me deeper into a frightful hell that devours me, reflecting my sins upon my skin, crawling on my back sending shivers of regret through my spine.

There is no escape through the endless world of mirrors.