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Minotaurus; or, lost in a labyrinth
it gets dark... and when i was younger, it seemed a game... up and down... high and low... and i took for granted that this darkness would be followed by light... that it was only for a time... falling down into the blackness of the self... this o'erwhelming feeling of drowning... of being crushed beneath an ocean of despair.
now i'm older... and the depths of myself increasingly seem bottomless... and when i fall... am pulled down into myself... i suffer like a skeptic... and think that there is no reason why light should come... and maybe this time it's forever... this hopeless helpless darkness... alone with the self for eternity... then i hear the monster approaching from afar off... and my soul falls deeper into despair.
