In a trance of a tiny lane
I followed, the tricky maze.
As I followed, I got lost in the unknown.

Tiny glass particles unseen yet
Prickly and filled with thorns.
My eyes glistened with tears
As my feet made contact with
The glass particles unseen

The pain, excruciating and blunt
At the same time, I'm lost.
I had already given up hope,
I thought I would be lost
in that maze forever but
I guess fate had something else in stored for me.

As my feet bled even more because of the force and pressure applied with walking,
my body grew weak and exhausted
with no hope of survival.

The maze grew darker and more harder to find a way out.
I searched and searched for an opening but there was none, not even a drop of sunlight to restore hope.

My body...