Sixteen pieces
Build a kingdom

One piece moving
Moves the kingdom

One piece falling
The kingdom falls
The kingdoms fall

The kings then fall

I rely on fate
To roll the dice
That moves me forward.

And hope I land
On a ladder of chance
That climbs me upward.

Never I want
A tempting snake
To pull me backward

But all the more
I pray I'd make it, with no one
To stumble me downward.

Should I tell you that I love you,
or should I not?

Should I show that I care for you,
or should I not?

But, should I share an eternity to venture with you?
To avoid that, I cannot.

Fluffy cats on my lap.
Wooden paddle ready to tap.
Sticky cats. Scary paddle.
Sticky paddle ready to cats.
Scary cats stick to my lap.
Paddle. Paddle. Paddle.
PADDLE. PADDLE. PADDLE.
Fluffy cats on my paddle.

Warm...Warm...Warm...
Warm. Warm. HOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOT
HOT. HOT. HOT. HOT...
HOT. HOT. HOT. HOT
HOT. HOTHOTHOTHOTHOTHOT
HOT. HOT...HOT...Warm. Warm.
Warm...Warm.

Rubber duck.
Swimming on the tub.
Water flows.
Water fills.

Little boy.
Hopping in the bath.
Water splashes.
Water spills.

Rubber duck.
Going with the flow.
Water falls.
The duck falls.

I have forgotten how long I've been staring
at the ceiling of this room.
What I have been doing all this time
is slowly
realizing
that I am inside this closed space.

Right now, with the idea of this space slowly
eroding
in my mind, I desperately move to escape.
But how?

I do not know yet how
to move these stiff limbs,
to have my eyes look elsewhere,
to open a door,
and more importantly,
to find that door.

But I know it is a room.
I believe there is a door.
I believe there is a way out.
I believe I will get away from this closed room,
and its crumbling image
inside my head.