Rose petal stanzas
Grow thin
The further I tread

In this new
Uncorked labyrinth
That brims my heart with unrest

Quivering
Meandering footsteps
Are displaced from hearth and home

A mere shadow
Of full tranquility
Bled dry, in my constant roving

I move
For no motive
In a young crusade of delusion

I am pegged the eternal loop
Doomed to flounder
So hopelessly confined