The sparkling mirror caught my eyes
Its’ force pulled me into;
A world beyond constants,
A world I hadn’t been into.

The autumn breeze warmed me up
As distant voices lingered around;
Each spoke unveiling the growing temptation,
Each spoke effacing where I had been bound.

The scattered paths lighted up on their own,
Having a reason to pursue;
A warning to behold the future,
A warning that intrigued the view.

The sandy deserts and remote mountains were a choice,
Endless walking was something new.
A path of desire, avarice, and luxury or,
A path known to be taken by a few.

I lucked into a rusty castle
But its gallery made me repent my choice;
I lost my way amidst the silence,
I lost my mind, losing my poise.

The massive doors and carpeted floors
Seemingly looked daunting at night.
The struggle refused to come to an end,
The struggle of choosing the right.