There was never a safe way out.
The maze, its in us.
Though we want to get out
We can't
Wherever we go
It follows.
Whatever we do
It's here.

Though we want to stop feeling
We cant.
Because the maze is with us
Wherever we go, whatever we do,
It's just a matter of choosing east or west, north or south, wrong or right.

It consists of decisions
Along the way,
It can help you or destroy you.
But if you take the risk and let it in you
You have a better chance of surviving.
Ironic, I know
That is what love is.

It can ****, it can encourage, the maze is something everyone has. And it is not a trap. There is really a light after  the black shadows. A rainbow after the pouring rain. A smile after the several pain
Because
**The maze is what keeps us alive.
Without it, we are already dead.