Once gripped tightly in eager hands,
the thread has long since unravelled.
Fallen apart.
Nothing more to be revealed now,
except the darkness and empty spaces.
It is easy to slip,
down into a pale lifetime of only waiting.
Drifting through these contrived passages.
There is no way back.
In the depths of the labyrinth,
once lost, we are forgotten.
We no longer live
inside the memories
of those, far above,
walking the Earth.
