Labyrinth of Life

Labyrinth of Life

A Story by Eyudo
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were all lost at some point

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Labyrinth of Life

 

 

This life is like a labyrinth. I enter not by choice, and I’m unsure what to expect. I go blindly down the first path I see, knowing no better since I’m new to this place. I go right, then left, and then right, and then left, right, left, left, three rights and two more lefts. Then I walk on straight.

I see strange and unexplainable things I cannot understand. Then again, I see things there I fully understand. Some just mental illusions, but I see right through them.

I go straight, lost as to where I am or where I am going. Just when I think I am where I want to be, its turns out I’m not. And all these dead ends bother and frustrate me severely. It feels impossible when there are so many wrong ways I can go.

It can be so lonely in the silence this place often has besides the echoes or chipped stones falling. Not many cross your path as you go and most don’t really care that you’re around since they’re too wrapped up in finding the end themselves. Very few will stop and talk, and if they stay around long enough, they may be called true friends and mates.

I don’t remember my way back to restart and the old stone walls are too high to look over and cheat a little. Even though I will tire on this place, I can’t do anything about it because I’m too small in this giant place. What I see is what I get. I don’t have much choice but to keep going.

I really don’t know the prize for getting though it, but I’m sure it is very worth it compared to the journey. It must be. And I’m destined to receive it with the few others that make it too. I’m hoping to find that end, and receive what I will so deserve…..

© 2008 Eyudo


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