I can’t do this anymore,
this stumbling in the dark.
I can’t see where I’m going,
or how to retreat back
My leaden steps are heavy;
clumsy, stuttered; a wreck
Who would accept this journey
without an end in sight?
With clouded, false eyes I see;
half blind, I navigate
in hazy chase; going where?
On this coarse, unset path.
Mind reaches point of flight;
Must find way back to safety.