Friday, March 11, 2011


Rusted patterns are trapped deep inside. Creating a never-ending maze.

The horses are growing heavy. Their gait is no longer gallant and free.

Cornered in by the fences of containment and self persecution.

How do I break loose and walk again in content?

Trapped inside looking to get out.

Wanting to shed the darkness of doom and bathe with in the brightness of day.

Will that day arrive?

Will I crumble or will I thrive?

The answer lies with in trapped inside the maze.


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