Frustration


Running through stone mazes


Searching desperately for an exit


Met with a brick wall each time


Smooth stones


Dusky red in color


Innocently stacked there


With no idea of their implications


Impossible to climb


Impossible to break through


Turn back


Make another attempt


While knowing it’s still futile


And knowing it will always be


Pounding fists


Onto another mocking end


Retracing steps


And trying again


Leaping up to try to catch a hold


On something


Anything


That will aid in escape


Fragments of brick brushed off of hands


But no headway made


Try try again


As if it makes a difference


Give up


Turn back


Turn back


Nowhere to turn back to


Nowhere to go


Nothing to do


But do it again


Try again


Try again


An endless loop


A completed circuit


Positive to negative


Round again


Positive to negative


Try again


Another brick wall


Another flat surface


Faced with dead ends


But no way to end it


Running circles


The walls taunting


The ends laughing


At the attempts of their hostage


Their prisoner


Their endless entertainment


A fruitless search


Stretching into infinity

Sliding down to the ground


Disregarding the grime


Head in hands


Tears speckling the dirt


Darkening it


Staining it


Quiet crying


Disrupting the silence


Lifting head


In solemn defiance


To watch in silent awe


As the wall slides back


Revealing the robin’s egg sky beyond


Stepping through


Silhouetted behind