It’s been days, several days
I think; I had been in a maze.
The walls were sky high
And all I could do was stand by.
The moonlight peeped curiously,
From in between the walls mysteriously.
I walked and walked the distance,
despite my legs cramped in resistance.
Even with my sharp eyesight,
I did not dare to explore the shadowy night.
Thirsty, hungry and cold I was,
And on top of that, I broke my jaws.
I realized slowly of what was happening,
It felt like I was the puppet stuck in his strings.
I was in my inner world, once again,
And this maze trick caused a lot of pain.
Lost and dejected, hopeless and bored,
I just wanted to run through my heart, a sword.
Before I could give up on myself forever,
I chose to ruminate about my life’s treasure.
I had friends, family, and my loved ones,
Waiting for me patiently with their big guns.
So, I couldn’t give up here. I could not.
The thought alone sprouted wings and whatnot.
I flew towards the endless walls
Through the thick fog of confusion and falls.
Soaring through the clouds of depression,
Faced and hovered gently before the sun with no hesitation.
I am still amazed at the time I was stuck
In the maze for such a long period without any luck.
But now I am free and can breathe as usually,
And in the nights, I close my eyes, I see myself smiling devilishly at me.
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