I plunged from the labyrinth
Reeling
As the dream had doors
Missing numbers
But behind each wall
Was a crawlspace
Hiding holes towards skies
Deepest blue

Where inside those halls
Never ending
Without exit or hints
There was meaning
Lived my fears beyond
Every portal
Showing hell was pain
On repeat

But shifting its scenes
Quickly changing
Like its lobby of pasts
Soon encountered
Taking lifts towards floors
Waiting nightly
To begin their fears
Once again

Sitting high atop
Pointed spires
Always facing that sun
Seeming purple
While clouds far below
Appeared orange
After desperate attempts
Chasing death

Praying God heals pain
Felt forever
Hoping heaven might help
If descending
By forgiving those bricks
Sin erected
Just to leap right off
Trusting faith

Into ripples released
So familiar
Making colorful spheres
All around me
Defying each sense
Worth describing
But somehow content
Falling down.

• J. Pigno