The Maze

My life is a series of wrong turns
Always looking for love
Following behind it
Chasing it through this maze we call life
But like every maze tends to prove
We take the wrong path and are met with dead end upon dead end
And we have no other choice than to start over again
Brushing ourselves off and redirecting our gaze to another path
Perhaps if I run my hand along the right side of this life’s maze
I’ll end up finding my way out
Or maybe love will beat me to the exit
And I’ll be lost in the confusion of endless pathways
Collapsed in a heap sobbing for the love I lost
My eyes forever searching for just a glimpse of what escaped

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About VeraValentine

I am a writer who writes and chases the one thing that always seems to evade me; true love. For more insight into my mind and thoughts, please visit me on Facebook or Tumblr. https://www.facebook.com/Veravalentinethepoet http://poetveravalentine.tumblr.com View all posts by VeraValentine

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