We wander in a maze
Wondering which door will lead us safely to the other side.
We meet dead-ends and start again,
Take a left, hope to be right.
Cross my fingers to see the end,
Always getting deeper and deeper
In.

Welcome to the maze, the maze of life.
Solve the puzzle, get to the end.
And your efforts will be rewarded.
There are no rules to this maze,
but here are a few to help you along.

Rule number 1: The maze is forever changing.
So always be alert!

Rule number 2: Be careful who you trust, and those you befriend.

And rule number 3, the most important rule:
NEVER mess with the maze!
And you can be assured that the same will be done for you.

Make a wrong move; you've reached a dead end.
Stray off the path, now you're ******.
Every exit, Leads to an entrance.
Just another puzzle...
Waiting patiently to be solved

A few last words, before you begin

This is the maze of life.
It may appear seamlessly endless,
But don't be fooled.

Good luck, and always stay strong.

And just remember this;
For there ever to be a beginning…
There must always be an end.

What is this maze?
Of questions
I am trying to go through
But there are nothing
But dead ends
Trying to make me look bad
Either way I go
I hit another dead end

The crack came back- a shatter in the watch just in time for me to be broken as well.
Strange as it seems it may just signify myself, strangely it broke again when I feel closed in from all sides.
No where to go, no right move to make.
Something needed to be done.
Nothing seemed correct- nothing was painless it would hurt one way or another.
The bad guy ended up being me.
I ended up the end of all things..
I was the instigator, I made the maze and got lost in it.
The never ending labyrinth continued to lay out before me never showing me the easy path, never revealing the exit though that's what I wanted most.
I wanted out.
The pain the maze inflicted upon me was becoming unbearable.
Trepidation followed me through each turn like an unwanted shadow.
Fear of making the wrong turn.
But no one was correct.
Each brought on new trials that I hadn't wanted to face but I was forced.
The crack was a labyrinth of its own- the design had depth and length.
It's own twists and turns and you could almost see myself lost throughout the mix.