Member Poem

You will discover me
inside a maze of my own making;
a dream world, seeming real,
that obeys no logic, makes no sense.
I blunder from closed loops to
dead ends, unable to escape
yet barely knowing I am lost.

Others have attempted
to release me, but always found
the maze impenetrable,
its paths too densely intertwined.
Wary of monsters, they
avoided the dark corners, afraid
my prison might soon be theirs.

You are not the same. You have
the faith that somewhere within
these contorted corridors
there is someone worth rescuing.
You have the courage to come in
and the ball of thread
that will lead us out of here.

first published in Ink, Sweat and Tears