The Maze

Time keeps on ticking without fail

As I’m on a downward spiral

Trip to hell

My mind loses grip of reality

While my life, unfocused,

Becomes a mystery

Fact turns to fiction,

And fiction to lies

As darkness invades

The soul of my eyes

Echoes of the past

Infinitely scream out

Drowning my hope

In an ocean of doubt

Overcome be fear

Controlled by rage

Love turns to hate

As I’m lost in this maze

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HI
Great poem
Really, really powerful, with great, thought-provoking imagery. I really liked it. I can relate to what you are saying in it. Thanks for sharing it with us. Keep rolling down that great poem highway.
Chris