Thread: Spider web

I was sitting by the window pane
I sat there just watching the summer rain
When Lighting hit
and the lights went out.

It caught my eye
The long thin lines
Of the Most amazing thing i had ever seen
there on the window
up in the corner
was a web.

It was gray against the dark light outside
It was small but big at the same time
It held Its maker in the center
The one that was black
the one that was there in the back

Same as in my mind
as the spider made the web
the same was happening in my head
Wile i was looking
my head was working

Working the problems
The Problems haunting me
The Problems Stalking me

Spider web in my head
Working out my fate
Helping me
in more than one
ways to kill my hate

As i sat the spider continued her daly chore
of webbing and weaving
and watch me work out my mind even more



this poem is about my adolesence...and the fact that i am working out myself...and still trying to figure out life.