Trapped In My Own Web
Caught up in the mediocracy of a life I no longer recognize…
I’m fighting to break free from this trap I’ve built for myself.
Even if I turned and walked away the man that I’d see walking…
Would still be wearing the same wounded soul as the man standing here today.
It’s hard to be satisfied when you watch as the days fly by…
Knowing I could do better than just living day to day.
Yet I’ve spun a web that I call home though I often wonder…
If I’m not the one trapped within it’s threads.
Copyright © Darrell Rose | Year Posted 2023
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