Trapped in a body I cannot correct
In both time and place I do not belong
How I arrived here I do so suspect
Was hence desired somehow all along
Fate is a road that has one direction
No turnarounds, U-turns, only one end
The road now narrow, t’is my detection
Sunlight obscured, I drive on without friend
A tall man in black robe points out the way
His face is pale gaunt, his eyes are ablaze
My lips are now frozen, I’ve naught to say
Infinity finds me mired in daze
Car plunges off cliff, yet I “know” that smell
Back where I started, a place known as Hell
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