Winning Where Losing Is All - Solution .45

Welcome into my maze

A labyrinth of concern

Once clear and easy to grasp

Now point of no return

Gateways, backwards though time

Curtains falling on every morning’s sun

In spite of myself

I am bleeding ascendancy dry

Restructuring shells

Where my vision will not turn a blind eye

Welcome into my maze

A labyrinth of concern

Once clear and easy to grasp

Now point of no return

No tomorrows grace will end this — what is known as the dark night of the soul

In spite of myself

I am bleeding ascendancy dry

Restructuring shells

Where my vision will not turn a blind eye

This newborn despair

Cannot take away my bearing wall

Yet in disrepair

As I am winning where losing is all

This journey will be long, I know

Though it appears to take me nowhere

It has me retained

It might have no end, no salvation

All I can do is dream

And at the same time curse all hope