The Maze Poem by Matt Mondschein
The Maze
Time keeps on ticking without fail
As I'm on a downward spiral
Trip to hell
My mind loses grip of reality
While my life, unfocused,
Becomes a mystery
Fact turns to fiction,
And fiction to lies
As darkness invades
The soul of my eyes
Echoes of the past
Infinitely scream out
Drowning my hope
In an ocean of doubt
Overcome be fear
Controlled by rage
Love turns to hate
As I'm lost in this maze
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4/25/2024 3:50:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is frightening. I think we are in the same maze. Kick-ass poem man! ! !