I stand before a two
Location
I stand before a two way mirror
Looking as a Widow
That is
Out of What (?).
The Fall gets longer, higher
As I stand
Unknown of what lies ahead.
Could be a World of bore
Or
Unearthly Gore.
‘roun the bend
Dare I see,
The Fear of None awaits me.
Breaks through the splintery glass
and there stands before me.
A hiding, lying Truth.
Dare I say at least,
No longer am I
A Prisoner of a Withering Mind.