Minds

As it approaches,
It appears to be,
The exact same as every other,
That has been encountered before.
Nothing out of the ordinary,
Nothing new to see.
However,
As it begins to get closer,
Even nearer now,
Where once something simple sat,
A behemoth of an object,
Rises from the dust.
At second glance,
It becomes confusingly obvious,
That the monstrous structure,
Is something,
One would not have predicted.
A labyrinth.
Only a single entrance,
Is all that stands out,
From the massive facade,
That hides,
And shadows,
What lies behind.
It is impossible to predict,
What is hiding inside.
Entering cautiously,
Curiosity getting the best.
Once inside,
There is no turning back.
Turn after turn,
Dead ends seeming to be around every corner.
Suddenly,
A startling sound,
Echoes through the chasms of stone.
The ground begins to shake,
Stone clashes together,
Ones worst nightmare becomes reality.
The maze is changing.
Altering its design.
Some things remain the same,
While most become different.
Now trapped inside the morphing trap,
There is only one option left,
One way to go.
Forward.
Welcome,
To the endless trap,
An eternity of confusion,
Of change,
The ever changing puzzle,
That is,
The mind.