Cemetary

Thru the maze
I run in hope to die
but of death there is no trace
until the dead red catches my eyes
a hide and seek until eternity
this game I will never complete
until I am free from the grip of time
I am trapped in the losers seat
My growing fear is uncontrolled
as I tremble in perspiration
but I know in the end the dead red will unfold
and that is my only consolation
Colour of head
my ever sworn enemy
blind I search the red
which I am unable to find
but as the voices said
in the hours of my life
to eternity you shall be led