Like a dizzying maze
So complex, so paradoxical
Hard to figure
Where it's going
Never an easy way out
Does she really want out
Or rather find her safe haven
Inside, whereby she can curl up
Like an unborn child
Safe in tacked
In her mother's womb
Where nothing can go wrong
Sometimes she wants to scream
To the God of the Universe
Why me, why me
Don't you think
I had enough
But she won't dare
For He has been kind
She keeps her faith
Unbroken and stalwart
She would rather weep
Hoping her tears reach the Heavens
She's a Rock
But she opted not to fight
Instead she embraces death
Her choice to escape
The chaos of the mind and heart
She welcomes impugning energies
To freely run through her being
Thrashing deep
She preferred to bleed
Allowing everything to flow
Till she's drained and empty
Purging every grain of memories
To a deep slumber
Perhaps never to wake
Her untended heart
A runaway, she retreats
Into the abyss of solitude
Her comfort zone of peace.
By Cynthia Fonacier Capunitan
Harbor City, California, USA
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