"Underarm with... synchronicities also"
psichological fiction poem by P. I.
By Patty412024Published 2 years ago • 1 min read

TRAPPED AMID IRONIES
Trapped ...
Through the labyrinth of ironies,
A prisoner in a game of subtlety,
Words...
Surround me, weaving me
Into a subtle web.
In every corner, a bitter smile,
A shattered mirror of truth.
Trapped...
Between paradoxes,
I seek to escape, to find freedom...
In a world of contrasts.
But each step is an additional knot
In the chain of ironies,
Each word a return
To the trap in which I've been ensnared.
Understanding...
Reveals itself
Only through the prism of paradox,
And freedom seems to be
An illusion in this labyrinth of subtlety...
So, I remain...
Trapped between ironies,
A prisoner of my own thoughts.



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