The Maze

lost souls, trapped

in the relentless waves of the sea.

pushed to and fro

stumbling, grasping at

the light on the other side of the tunnel

lost souls, trapped in a maze

adrift along a path

who knows where it goes?

they certainly don’t

the maze, filled with illusion

the light at the end

blocked by invisible walls of ice

you may be lost in here

but drifting won’t suffice

life is a maze, a constant battle to stay upright

lost along a path while being knocked off your legs

but once you see that light

a spark lights within

a matchstick, burning with passion

we souls are lost in the endless maze called life

those who found their purpose have melted their own path

to the light

Young DFW Writers