The pupils expand,
letting in more light.
But this is the last thing,
he needs tonight.
If he can make it through the next three hours,
He may escape from this maze of towers.
Attempting to blow off the world, the world blew his mind.
Looking on as everything swirled, the earth was redefined.
Arriving at the summit, the peak of his confusions,
Certainty will plummet, with the birth of new illusions.
Gravity lessens it's grip, the air seems to lift him.
Letting his consciousness slip, he lets the room shift him.
Hands shaking, eyes open wide.
Confidence breaking, with every stride.
Never before had his intelligence faltered,
But not until now, had his thoughts been altered.