I am but a single soul
that this labyrinth dose behold
not the only wary mind
that seems to slip
that does coincide
within these wall that consume all time

I echo sharply through the abyss
that is tangled within its mists
I am but one measly soul
that this titanic temple holds

I fight these walls that are around me
tear at these bricks that do surround me
for only a breathing thing to clutch to
for an open door I could consistently come to
a warmer place just for me
that when I need I can run to

But in the end
when these tunnels fade from me
I may just beg
beg not to leave

I try not to take comfort in my misery
but at points that’s all this labyrinth leaves to me

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