Lost

you are as you try to find your way out of this maze.

This maze is a difficult one, you see.

One so full,

so full of haze that when

you try to come to your senses

it almost seems impossible, senseless.

You try to take note of every single last thing

every single thing that

you've seen, everything that's seemed

different,

seemed off beat, out of tune, or maybe it's something else entirely . . . . that you're searching.

As you continue to walk

through the haze in this maze

you hear start to hear things.

At first you couldn't make out what it was saying but

you soon realized it,

it was saying you need to hurry, get out, go somewhere else other than here.

You start to quicken your steps, continue looking.

Your heart's filled with confusion and fear,

as you look up

you see her yet again.

Your feet moving faster it seems.

Is it instinct?

will you run, hide, or fight for your life?