lost in a labyrinth of dreams
wiping the dust from your brow
you take another turn in your illusion
lost in a multitude of fellow prisoners
smiling to distract their attentions
from driving a dagger through you
scarred by times before
when you couldn't let go of their blades
self-inflicted sorrow
suicide to your soul
living on the edge, and yet
not alive at all
the sky growing dim
as the sun departs with it's grace
pellets of ice slicing through your facade
draining the blood from your face
darkness enveloping you
as it's fingers stroke your hair
seeping through your flesh
paralyzing you with fear
crippled in a labyrinth of dreams
the dust clings to you now
you fall through your illusion
lost forevermore