It’s all dark
Why is this so terrifying?
Isn’t this how it used to be every day?
Shouldn’t I feel right at home?
The darkness everywhere
A pale light coming from nowhere
It doesn’t mean anything though
It only serves to torment me
Showing me I’m lost
And can’t get out
My Labyrinth
My home
Is everything quiet and still,
Or tumultuous and loud?
I made it years without scars
Years without severe wounds
Or at least
As far as you can see
You’ll never get inside me though
I don’t let anyone in
Cause I don’t want you lost like I
I’ll be fine
It won’t take long for me to readjust
This is how it used to be
This is home
Isn’t it?