Even God sneered at me
I couldn’t listen
Felt hopeless lost in a maze of problems
A ray amidst fog did glisten
Ways on the left
Ways on the right
No way out
Damn! I was in fright
Then I found a road less travelled by
With trees so strange, old and dry
But I chose a path
And continued travelling on
Slashing away the shrubs insecurities
Considering them bygones
Bandages don’t fix holes in heart
So, I preferred tearing it apart
To get out of a maze
Sometimes all you have to do
Is make a start.