Mairin on September 2013
Trapped in a maze. Lost in a daze.
I try not to bawl but I'm too scared; curled up like a ball.
I feel so alone now; tried to reach out but didn't know how.
No one to speak to; even the wind, too.
No man is an island; said the ones in high lands.
No one will understand me; even to stand by me.
So I laid there, shattered into pieces, waiting for things to fall into their places.