Guide Me Through This Maze of Feelings

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ing better, something softer a different way of life where it’s easier even if that’s a pipe dream because nothing is easy, especially not right now</p><p id="1b50">I need you to guide me because I am lost a wayward wanderer on a path that used to be life but now masquerades as the same but in a nondescript shade of beige like my emotions</p><p id="5474">This maze of feelings is a jail of frustration because I can see happiness right outside the walls and all I see are the same walls holding me in, keeping me safe, but taking my breath</p><p id="9855">Guide me through this maze of feelings so I can find my way out — the light at the end of the tunnel, a breath of fresh air, or just a dot, a th

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A Poem

Guide me through this maze of feelings that haunt me every day from the lowest lows to the not so highs a muted version of hope wrapped in peaceful solitude

I see that there are four ways to go but I don’t think any lead the way to something better, something softer a different way of life where it’s easier even if that’s a pipe dream because nothing is easy, especially not right now

I need you to guide me because I am lost a wayward wanderer on a path that used to be life but now masquerades as the same but in a nondescript shade of beige like my emotions

This maze of feelings is a jail of frustration because I can see happiness right outside the walls and all I see are the same walls holding me in, keeping me safe, but taking my breath

Guide me through this maze of feelings so I can find my way out — the light at the end of the tunnel, a breath of fresh air, or just a dot, a thousand times smaller than an ant, but a dot of hope

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