I am just a little
riddled
in the maze of life,
looking for the light of love,
I am all alone now.
I am scared I'll never know,
the right way out.
I tried to close me eyes,
and forget you.
still would like to know
if you look at her
as you did at me,
I tell myself I don’t care enough,
but I guess it’s a lie
cause its too much
to get lost in the moment of past,
cos I'm a fool still in love
I am so scared I’ll never know
any way out!
1 comment:
This poem makes me very sad. The repetition of "scared", launching you into a feeling of fear, the "maze" of lines echoing the "maze" of the second line, and indeed of life, makes "the way out" seem ever-more elusive, more unreachable, no matter how sought after.
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