
Sanctum or Asylum?
Refuge comes
at great cost.
This oasis shades no reality.
Sanctuary offers
only twisted truth.
Each prison is of my making.
I must move on.
I’ll never be free
of my past.
Change
or paranoia will hand me
fearful death.
Look both ways for any port in a storm
but learn to dance in the rain.
Mind the gaps as you seek the road less traveled.