The Labyrinth

I travel the lengths of the walls

To reach my destination.

I’ve been trapped here since birth,

And I’ve yet to find a clue.

How can it be, throughout my duration,

I’ve never seen a bird?

Oh where is the sword of Saul?

I wish to be done with this view.

Pretty soon it will be June,

And once again I will test my worth:

The sun will shine in damnation

And determine my fate for us all.

Why was I given this obligation?

When I was young it was not my concern.

Nothing serves me on this arid salt,

Especially the things I once knew.

Is this where glorious angels fall?

Is this how mankind grew?

Forced to live in fate’s forgotten halls,

A home of stony tissue?

Rounding another corner, by my observation,

Is that a holy exit or my glorious salvation?!

Getting closer I find it’s just an aperture,

But on the floor bleeding lies my body in the dirt.