The Maze

I am wandering this maze

Of torture inconceivable

Hoping that light might crack through these shambles

And filled with the strength of sun, break free

From the chains in which I would be inevitably cast;

The same that bound you.

I am under the cold unwavering microscope of the world

Placing bets, to see if I can find that god forsaken cheese.

Running, I am fleeing the umbre of my heart

But all I find are unending corners drenched in dark.

In that one sacred moment

I pause to understand this burden placed

Upon my back, to keep me cowering.

Now I know the true weight

So that I might shrug this eternal cower,

To unfurl the past, hold my colors high

Embrace the pain and surrender the lost

And stand ever so taller.

I tower over these walls of black and defy

The surprise in gambler's eyes.

I have found my way home

Out of this damned maze.