November 7, 2013


I'm trapped in a maze,
This labyrinth, so twisting.
Like a pet craves praise,
For approval, thirsting.

I'm told where to turn,
When to run and to stop,
For freedom I yearn,
But I am just a prop.

But why? Why do I allow this?
Why should I play this game?
I can conquer, I  have my wits.
Only me do I blame.

I smash at the wall,
Push and strike.
I resist.
Stand firm.

One brick crumbles,
Then another,
And dozens more.

One wall is down,
And a pressure is lifted.

There are hundreds more.
But they cannot resist me.
I will prevail.

For I have begun.


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