The maze of time

[Savage Dragon]

The sun beat down on the figure alone

Casting dark brooding shadows of pain

His skin was hot, his lips were parched

Waiting for a gust of wind that never came

 

His eyes, they burned

And torn were his hands

He cared not for the world

As he fell to the sand

 

He still felt her lips

Saw her eyes amid the haze

He felt her soft touch

But she was gone to the maze

 

The maze of time

The maze of mirrors

He’d been lost for so long

Alone with just his fears

 

He slowly rolled over

Facing the bare sky

He closed his eyes for good

It was his time to die