The Great Escape
Into the maze we go
Down deep into the hole
Running around in circles
Searching for a way out
Searching for a meaning of the maze.
Up and down
all around
we look
for love
we look
for life
but there is only walls
turns
and illusions.
The maze tempts us with pleasure
It grabs a hold of us with constant stimulation
Constant scrolling
Constant consuming
Anything
to distract you
from your great escape.
Some settle in the maze
They build their houses
and their fences
They buy a T.V
and adopt a dog
They remain
content in the maze,
making the best out of it,
without every realizing that they are
trapped.
We are born into it.
The game has been set,
and we are forced to play within the rules,
that the past has written for us.
The only way out
is to grow wings
and fly away.
This is
your great escape.
-C.H.