The Labyrinth

The old rusted gates stand waiting,
Open and wide they call to me, baiting.
“Enter in, “ I can hear them say,
And I find myself having no choice but to obey.
Stepping through the gate, walls arise all around,
They stand high with vines and moss on stone mounds.
The gates clash together never to be re-opened.

I travel along the maze,
Turning left then right,
Going forward then back.

It is a never-ending doom,
Darkness falls and twilight arrives with gloom.
Where does it end, I cannot see,
I am a lonely ship lost a sea.
My compass is broken and land is nowhere near,
“Help me,” I cry but no one can hear.

I travel along the maze,
Turning left then right,
Going forward then back.

There is nothing but darkened walls,
Even darker are the shadows, I may fall.
What is lurking, I fear to speculate,
Continue I force myself to palpitate.
I must walk; I must find the end,
Though I fear that I shall find only pain which I cannot mend.

I travel along the maze,
Turning left then right,
Going forward then back.

I stretch out my arms to catch myself should I fall,
And I touch something, is it another wall?
Pulling back, questions race through my mind,
No answers appear so I grope to find,
What seconds before I had felt.
My heart races, my legs are going to melt.

No longer traveling along the maze,
Cannot go left and cannot go right,
To frightened to go forward and refuse to go back.

Terrified, my searching hands freeze,
I can hear it breathe.
At first I wonder what can it mean,
Oh no!  Please let this be a dream.
“Who are you?”  I cry staring blindly in the night,
No answer is given, I only wish it was light.

No longer traveling along the maze,
Cannot go left and cannot go right,
To frightened to go forward and refuse to go back.

“Please answer me!” I groan,
No response; only breathing, darkness, and the unknown.
I cannot flee, my feet refuse to leave,
Bile slowly rises, I may heave.
“Who are you?”  I again ask,
“I am the creator,” says a figure shrouded in a night mask.

No longer traveling along the maze,
Cannot go left and cannot go right,
My path is blocked so I must turn back.

I beg, “Please show me the way.”
The figure replies, “What you ask cannot be given.  You must stay.”
“No!”  I scream and attempt to flee once more,
But where once a passage, a wall now stands having risen from the floor.
I am trapped; there is nowhere to go,
Suddenly a light flickers behind on low.

No longer traveling along the maze,
Cannot go left and cannot go right,
My path is blocked and there is no escape.

Turning back around, I scream and my throat rips,
Silenced, the figure touches me with its lips.
Dim light soon fades; darkness has taken its toll,
The labyrinth has swallowed me whole.
The gates re-open, entrance through another world’s door,
When the door closes, I scream once more.
Another has been taken by the creator.
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