In the corridors of thought, where shadows dance,
The whispers of the past take their stance.
Echoes of fears, hopes, and dreams,
In the labyrinth, nothing is as it seems.

Through the winding paths of memory’s embrace,
We confront the ghosts we all must face.
The mind, a maze of light and dark,
Each turn and twist leaves a lasting mark.

In the silent chambers where secrets lie,
The heart reveals what the eyes deny.
Emotions surge like a restless sea,
In this inner world, we strive to be free.

Yet within this maze, a light does gleam,
Guiding us towards the dream.
Through understanding and self-love’s might,
We find our way out of the night.