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 © | Year Posted 2023

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Bauer Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 9:48 AM
i can certainly relate to this, darrell! my life has changed dramatically since the onset of covid but i am slowing venturing out of my own web (great metaphor!)...
Rose Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 12:28 PM
Hahaha. Thank you for taking the time to comment and sharing your thoughts. I think we all feel this way at times…. Caught up in a web of our design. Have a wonderful day ! Darrell
Turner Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 6:34 AM
This is real talk, Darrell. I am sure a lot of folks (like me) will be able to relate. hang in there buddy you're not alone. It'll all work out:)
Rose Avatar
March 15, 2023 at 9:35 AM
Hahahahaah. Thank you for the kind words and comment. Life is wonderful though I think we all at times have moments when we question ourselves. It is these moments that I often find new feelings and inspiration from which to write. Thanks again ! Darrell
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