Wandering around these
Cold cavernous tunnels,
I am searching for the light.
I’ve lost all sense of direction,
Relying solely on instinct
To find a way back to life.
With each turn I search
For the warmth of the sun
Rather than the chill of this
Labyrinth of thoughts.
I pour heart and soul
Into every step,
With hope of finding the light.
Aug 28, 2020
Aug 28, 2020 at 9:35 PM UTC
Wandering around these
Cold cavernous tunnels,
I am searching for the light.
I’ve lost all sense of direction,
Relying solely on instinct
To find a way back to life.
With each turn I search
For the warmth of the sun
Rather than the chill of this
Labyrinth of thoughts.
I pour heart and soul
Into every step,
With hope of finding the light.
