Tight spaces. Sharp corners.
I see faces. I see scars.
I can't get
out. I can't stop this.
We try to run, we
don't get far.
Every wall contains
a person,
Every person looks
the same.
Wide-eyed terrified
and running
I know each story,
know each name.
They seem to all
close in around me
I push to find a
space to breathe.
A missing wall--I
follow through it.
And for a bit I
think I'm free.
But no! This looks just like the others,
It doesn't matter
where I go.
I'm trapped inside
this house of horrors,
Where fear and guilt
are all I know.
But I still try to
outrun myself,
Escape the things I
cannot hide,
The dirty, shameful
parts of me,
All my regrets that
haven't died.
At every turn I face
my failures,
The past, the
present, future, all.
At last I know it's
time to give up,
We bend our knees
and take the fall.
And now, my hands
upon the glass,
My own eyes staring
back at me,
I realize in this
maze of mirrors
I'm facing my worst
enemy.
There's only one way
to escape;
One last chance to
end all of this!
The shards of glass
rain all around me,
I feel the blood
drip down my fists.
I plunge the glass
into my chest,
And finally my
nightmare's done.
But though I'm no
longer in pain,
I don't know if I've lost or won.
