Trapped in a crypt
Only light is a blemish of fire
Making my way through this maze
With the hope of fire giving me the glaze
To see my way through.
I stumble upon these puzzles
Many on the wall
Making sense of them
May help my will to escape.
On and on I go
Figuring this as I Go
The glimmer of hope guiding me
To the solutions I seek.
I solve one leading me down a path
The fire grows as I get closer to the end
Finally the maze has provided me an answer
Many still need answering, but I can escape.
At the entrance all I see is light,
I made it.
Lights get brighter and brighter as it becomes blinding
I tumble back down into the maze
But have no way to see
As if the light took its source and fled
Lying me there wishing I was dead
On and on I go
Wishing for my soul to find peace
Still figuring this out as I go
No hope guiding me now, all alone.
When you think you are on the right path, only to be left in disarray.
