Eyes Wide

How has it come to pass,

That I arrived at this unholy mass?

Lost, it seems, to rotten trails,

A ship to sea with no sails.

No light beckons from any place,

And safety is not known in this space.

Teeth gnash at me from every side,

Even to my own thoughts I fear not confide,

For it’s obvious now I am not alone,

Something invades, demands what I cannot condone.

How is it this spot is my last stand,

When every aspect of my escape was planned?

Now with only my own soul to fight with,

My last sword of hope against evil’s scythe.