The Labirynth_Poem
The Labirynth I'm standing in front of the old gate Clean, sturdy, gripping and full of mystery The wind blows, it helps my resolve I came in and found you The Labyrinth Step by step I take The wall of jalar leaves dominates Leaving the sky ashes I step again, the white air sometimes accompanies Wet but no water, Only remain lonely Meeting with Gang The three gangs are in my face Got to choose, but it's hard Way back there, People look at me Gazing intently, Blurting out "You're good at it, you're good at it, that's all it takes," It underpins me Took me down one alley without thinking I'm trying to contain Though the compulsion did prick me But I still have to choose Who would want to die with that arrow? Gang 2, chosen. The arrow is coming again Brings anger, joy, anxiety And the depressing feeling I'm trying to hang on again And... Should I run away? Yes, I thought I hid, ran as far as I could I'm tired, I'm...