Maze

In the darkest hours of the night

I run down the maze of life;

Going around in circles, trapeziums,

Triangles and what not,

Colliding into dark sinisterities

And depressing dead ends.

Menacing figures loom up everywhere

Casting long, black shadows

On my trembling mind

And everywhere.

I want to dare

I want to dare and break out

Shatter the glass

Which traps me; a small ball bearing

In this insane sea

Of running, running, running

Madly, incessantly; I cry

For respite, stillness, serenity.

And then come you:

Shatter the glass

And set me free

From clocked time

Into eternity.