Patient Pursuit

Lost in a glass maze
Searching the way
To the flaming heart burning
At the center

Banging into another
Dead end
I could shatter 
Through the walls
My fists beating at
Your battered soul
Leaving only cold,
Bloodstained shards

I breathe, warm and moist
Fumble along in hope
The foggy way will
Clear

© 2005 Joe Rigney