Amidst the flames of my forgetful past,
I find myself lost in a mazy haze,
A labyrinth of memories that last,
A twisted path of smoke and fiery blaze.

I search for light to guide me through this maze,
To find a way out of this burning pain,
But every turn leads me to darker days,
And every step feels like a loss or gain.

Oh, how I wish I could escape this fate,
To break these chains of my own making free,
To find a path that’s not of fear or hate,
And reach the peace that waits ahead for me.

Yet, in this mazed memory of fire,
I’ll keep searching, with hope as my desire.