Lost In A House Of Glass

As I creep slowly around the corner of this strange corridor
I swear I see a reflection of myself far off in the distance
Looking back at me as though I were the reflection or
Somehow time and space were distorted and resistant
But I continue along my way sure of my steps each
Until I reach a place that I could have passed once before
Unless of course I am mistaken or have over-reached
The boundaries of my own perceptions of ceiling and floor
I feel as though I have been lost within this house of glass
For going on my entire life span, but I digress I fear
For how much longer here within these clear walls I can last
Is the question I shout loud, and returns in the echoes I hear

(c) 2007, Neil Gardner