Fiction · Poetry

Escape

Day and night, I struggle;

stuck in one of the hardest battles of all.

One day I'm helpless

in a never ending labyrinth,

looking for something I can't even comprehend.

Trying to make sense of where to go;

but still not knowing what to look for.

Running like there is no end.

The next day I'm trapped

in a small cage with tiny holes,

getting away from a ghost I don't even recognise.

Trying to make sense of where to hide;

but still not knowing what I'm hiding from.

Seeing things with my own, two eyes.

Claustrophobia creeps into my veins as 

I look for that giant exit sign.

Tell me how does one escape 

when one gets lost in their own mind?

  
-fin-

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