Nothing could have been different – A poem

Your thoughts aren’t real,
They stir your mind into a swirl
A tornado
With power to turn dreams to ruins
If only you let them.
But you have the power to stand as strong
As a deep rooted tree,
Withstanding rains
And winds
And storms
That cloak the world in a fog
Transforming it into something

But this is all in your mind.
Dreams are just dreams,
Illusions of reality
Sometimes mistaken for crystal balls
Bearing phantom futures.

But not everything
Could have been different.

In fact nothing
Could have been any
Different at all.