The Maze Poem by Paul Christopher Robertson

The Maze



Lost within a twisted maze
My mind is lost within the haze
Of the past stuck in the pain
Tell me is anyone laughing
As I slowly lose my mind
There’s blood on my hands
There’s no good answer to how it got there
I can’t see any cuts but there’s no body either
My life is disintegrating right before my eyes
My my heart is failing
My eyes are weeping
Blood and tears mix on my face
Is there no escape from this maze
God I’ve been trying so hard but yet I’m still failing
I don’t disserve the love you give
I’m falling apart and I can’t be fixed
Sticks and stones have broke my bones
But still words never fail to kill me even from so long ago
The bad times shine brighter than the good
My blood is pouring thick now but still I can’t see a wound
It’s coming from my eyes all those tears I never cried
Manifest them self now leavening me blind but I can still
Madness consumes me now
I feel like I have died on the inside
Thoughts of my family are that kept me alive so far
But I can’t go on living a lie but I’m so scared to tell them I want to die
Or I can just take my own life but I’m so scared to go to hell
I’m still searching for love here on this earth but still I’m lost with no were to go
This is my own personal hell permanently lost within this maze
My head feels like it’s about to explode
There’s static over all I see
It’s so hard to breathe like every breath is my last
I can’t see hope I don’t recognize my self
I can’t escape this maze
This can't be my life
Can no one save me

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