tagNon-Erotic PoetryFinding Home

Finding Home


Figure out an exit in this tortured maze
Turn from heart and run to hell
Each blinded dead end leaves a daze
Searching for another way to quell
     Our shattered mind
     We cannot find

But in another hall another turn
We see that we have yet to move
We know not that we are the wyrm
And see our mountain as a groove
     We feel our loss
     Our nails in a cross

Where will we hear our name
When it is pressed upon the stone
Where will we see the aroma
Of the black light its shown
     If we cannot see
     We cannot be

A step before the sprint
A cough before the choke
We spark against the flint
Spark the fires we stoke
     Our own burnt heart
     Is where we must start

Seeking a light in the labyrinth
A torch to dispel the light
The ninth after the tenth
Seek an insanity to be right
     A forgotten fall
     To teach a call
     That cries out
     We are coming

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