blazed in a room full of mirrors
Oh, the panic that comes with the blaze
struggles to breath and closed airways
troubled I stare at a smoky haze
aware that my heart runs relays
The green sets in and begins the craze
questions arise as I rush through a maze
occasional breakthroughs but also delays
I sit and I wonder if it’s only a phase
answers appear but I’m puzzled for days
hand me a clearer mirror to veer from my troublesome ways
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The rhyme works especially well to simulate a room full of wild self-reflections.