A Strange Kind of Hope

i am lost in
a labyrinth, a never ending
maze, with its
coridors filled with the relics
of my past, relics of my
pain, constantly readying themselves for my
torment. It is only upon completion
of these torments that my mind
allows myself the chance to peer
out of the labyrithine nightmare,
onto the many landscapes
that breathe the beauty that is
FREEDOM......