Here I wake, upon this stone
Where am I? I'm no longer home...
My head is throbbing, eyes are blurry.
I gather my thoughts, riddled with worry.
An entrance ahead, my only way out?
It looks like a maze. I start to doubt.
My head is too dizzy for running straight through.
But nightfall is coming. What do I do??
I take a few steps, head spinning around.
I take a few more, my knees hit the ground.
As I pick myself up, I hear something rustle.
I'm not alone, I have to hustle!
I take the first right and walk at a pace.
Why am I here? What trials will I face?
I come to a fork in the walkway ahead.
If I make the wrong turn will I be dead???
I hear bushes crackling, I make my choice.
I bear to the left and listen for noise.
My heart is pounding, my breath shakes.
I hope I didn't just make a mistake.
I push myself forward and run through the maze.
I keep getting lost, minutes feel like days.
With minutes of sunlight, what will I do?
With no visibility how will I get through?
I sit in a corner, afraid to keep going.
The trees are howling, the wind is blowing.
I tuck my knees up under my chin.
My anxiety high and hope wearing thin.
Right as I'm dozing, drifting to sleep
I feel something cols brush against my feet.
I open my eyes, too scared to speak.
I feel a breath on my face, a putrid stink.
I'm shaking, yet frozen, riddled in fear.
Wondering once more, how did I get here???
The nails pierce my skin, deep into my chest.
One claw grips my heart, the other my cheek caressed.
I heard it whisper in my ear, life draining from my nerves,
"In life sometimes we get what we believe that we deserve..."