Maze

by Trinity Marquez aged 14

She went traveling through the black maze at sunlight
no matter how many turns, she always got lost
constantly getting blocked, locked inside the darkness,
although the sun was shining, no light was seen.
nor even sought.
Turn, after turn, after turn, never getting anywhere.
She looked down, seeing a path,
her path. She’s just gone in circles
retracing her steps over and over.
Finally she came to white wall.
she ran to touch it, but so cautious,
for the black walls always burn.
Slowly, but surely, she reached out,
and fell straight through.
She came face to face with him,
Death? God? Neither perhaps.
He took her hand, suddenly,
surrounded by black walls again,
she wept, falling to her knees
he picked her up and walked,
passed each and every black wall,
until they were free.

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