Straight against, I stare
Nothing but a melancholy face
Perhaps a single strand of wistful thinking
Lost deep in the labyrinth of fear.
I run away, attempting an escape
Caught, am I?
I attempt a plea
Deep down within I hear something
Is it worth escaping at all?
Where nowhere can I see a light
Darkness surrounds, a chill spreads.
I look around
Hoping against hope
To see, to face, to finally confront
The demons of my dreams
See nothing
Just an emptiness
A void so big, on either sides
Rooted, nothing left
To contemplate
The single strand still there perhaps
Somewhere in the labyrinth
Not of fear but
An emptiness
Thoughts swirling finally recede
No pain, perhaps a sigh
The droplets flow trickling down
I feel a calm, right there
In that emptiness.
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