Journey To My Nadir

On my way to my nadir,
I took the stairway to hell.
To go to the other side of my existence
Coming out of my protected shell.

There I saw the face of my fate
As ugly as disappointment itself.
I was amazed by its eyes only
Which was like- looking at myself.

I asked her the direction-
For where I don't remember.
But she remained silent,
Only her eyes, shinning like smoldering ember.

I woke up with a start
Realising it to be a delusion,
But I had enough of sanity left
To know that it was the truth, not an illusion.