Trapped

Caught in the maze.

Running desperately to find the way out.

There has to be some way to escape

this labyrinth of confusion.

 

I once caught the scent of freedom

as it wafted through the corridor.

I followed its elusive shadow,

only to find another quandary-

a shackle, cleaving me to this dark place.

 

I fear that one day I will gnaw off my own limb,

in my struggle to be free.

 

© annettealaine-2012 

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