POETRY??

[Desert Sleet]

<b>Your own Maze - </b>

0Sometimes the ones you trust,
will twist and cut you down,
behind your back they bleed you,
and force their shame-wrought crown.

The ones you thought were wise,
the kind and earnest men,
can wait for your backside,
to slash and to condemn.

Those faceless petty comments,
no harm, a fang-less snake;
across a year, a cumulative build,
the nothings bend to break.

It's hard to step out from
the anger in which you bask;
to take the second angle,
indeed, a difficult task.

It's true, there is no exit,
so rise above the path
don't sit within your maze
a-stew within your wrath.

Remember how you were,
and how you soon shall be,
to float above your ashes,
this, your only key.

When you fell like ethereal dirt,
betrayers within the haze,
you lift atop your enemy,
absurdly in the maze.

He still fights his shadow
within those hedge lined walls.
Laugh as he searches for you,
hear his frustrated calls.

For you've left that realm behind,
gaze at, with amused contempt,
by what your were once held,
which would now fail any attempt.

So remember this my friend,
when trapped, set yourself aloof,
for your mindset is your jailer,
but a prison with no roof.


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If I could... Then I would... Turn back time!!