Just figured ahead of me is , as I continuously walk,
I walk, run, fall, crawl to find a way,
A way out of this maze.
A road that seems to have no destination,
Finding somewhere through a nowhere.
As I struggle to find my way out,
I see something. A light. A haze. A hazy light.
Getting hazier the closer I try to get to it,
A deja vu hit my mind.
I’ve been here before. This unending road. I’ve seen it’,
I think. ‘Only, it ends’
But this seemed to have no end,
I walk. I run.
‘I should turn back. Get back to where I was’,
It’s a dilemma,
This dilemma to reach the haze or to turn back.
I can feel my legs sinking,
Like I’m walking.
Walking through a quicksand,
The light is getting hazier. No, it’s my vision.
My vision is getting blur,
Like sand stabbing my eyes,
I can feel the tears rolling down my rough skin.
Rough sand scribbles against my skin as I drown into this poodle of chaos.
The light is fading as the sand devours me in,
I struggle more and more. The darkness grows.
I see no escape. I see no haze. I see no light.
I see no road. I see no end.
This unending road. Quicksand.
A light. A haze. A dilemma.
© Maietraie Gupta