In the labyrinth of my thoughts, I wander,
Through corridors of doubt and despair,
Seeking a light that seems to falter,
Lost in the shadows, gasping for air.

Each turn reveals another winding path,
Uncertainty cloaks my every stride,
The echoes of my past, a haunting wrath,
As I stumble through this endless ride.

The stars above, they seem so distant,
A beacon of hope, now out of sight,
My heart, once bold, now feels resistant,
To the darkness that consumes the night.

Yet, in this maze, a glimmer shows,
A whisper of courage to my soul,
For even in the darkest throes,
The search for light makes me whole.