Confused
a Poem by Raquel Swann
You’re stuck in a maze
wandering for hours
Directions seem the same,
locations familiar.
You meet a stranger
along the way.
They offer you an easy
way out, an exit.
The treacherous road
behind you left scars,
bumps, bruises.
You may leave now,
but forsake yourself
in the process.
Who are you, really?
Are you the person
who solves the mystery
or the one who
desperately seeks
the exit no matter
the cost?
I watch as you follow
the pointed finger
losing yourself
forever.
Lovely xxx
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It happens. ..😒😔 Great words
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