Thy Fairytale

something out of a fiction tale a lucid dream i cant unravel

entangled in its exhilirating feeling eating at the core of my being

trying to figure out my predictableness in the unpredictable

wondering if my fantasy is surreal, friend, or foe

hope of believing any of this not so nonsense

such a sweet tyranny that none can overlook

embelishing the mysteries that have yet to be found