I stood, unmoved, visage set like stone.
lips pursed, eyes twitched,
I was in the maze, alone.
The closed doors gave me that familiar itch.
Unsure, I waited in the dim hall.
Although I had been here infinite times before,
this time I let myself fall.
Running all life, my feet were sore.
I panicked as time slipped like sand,
I have to fix this before it gets out of hand,
I rummaged through those ancient drawers,
Found my theories, theses and a diary written in morse.
As I paced past the usual doors,
unlocked them just to be sure.
Went through libraries full of Bailey and Bohr.
Alas! I couldn’t find the cure.
I ran past those intimate corridors and lanes.
I ran and ran, ran a goose chase,
a while later found myself in the same old place.
There had to be a way, after all it’s a maze.
My eyes shone as I beheld a forgotten door,
I slowly entered, eager to know more.
There I was in that dark, grim room again,
Which I had bolted to save myself from pain.
My mother looked at me the same way,
With love, pain and malady,
before she left me the next day.
As I had to again witness the tragedy.
Through the years I strived to figure it out,
slowly the fog cleared from my mind,
I realized that’s what this enigma is all about.
I realized I was yet to pave a way to find.
I stood, unmoved, visage set like stone
Lips pursed, eyes twitched.
I realized he too had gone,
Yet again I couldn’t find the glitch.