i hear your voice but it’s distant
you and the others got through and i’m glad
i’m not sure how far behind i am but i’ll get there
this maze is so confusing, i’m sure i’ve been here before
sometimes i get a glimpse of you and the others
fleeting shapes in the night
you all seem happy and that makes me happy
it’s hard when the maze is thick and i can’t hear your voice
i don’t resent you rather i resent myself
the feeling that i’m just not good enough to work it all out
maybe this is a labyrinth just for me
i’ve lost track of time, i’ve lost track of you, i’ve lost track of the path onwards
‘endless possibilities’ they said
either way i can’t be the one that holds you back
i’ll keep working on this and i’ll see you on the other side
About the Creator
Noah Douglas
Perpetually curious.
Journeyman of faith†
Runner, writer, marketer.
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