Fire in the Frame

Walls flare bright, smoke in the grid,

Everyone chases what they think they did.

Screens alight with phantom toys,

While the fire eats their fleeting joys.

Step outside before it burns,

All that glitters twists and turns.

The world is flames, illusions play,

But the path is waiting — just a sway away.

Digital cats dance on pixel floors,

Promises hide behind virtual doors.

Hearts click fast, blinded by code,

Yet the exit glows down a quiet road.

Drop the lure, the fake delight,

The night is quiet past the fight.

One step, one breath, one pulse —

And the smoke dissolves into the pulse.

Step outside before it burns,

All that glitters twists and turns.

The world is flames, illusions play,

But the path is waiting — just a sway away.

The fire’s in the frame — the escape’s in your gaze.

Step into the quiet, leave the blaze.