The Web

The Web           7/6/2016

If you ever felt worthless

Then maybe you would know

What it means to be abandoned

And live all alone. 

It is not something you forget

And it is not something you understand

Because how can anyone explain

What is unexplainable

And inhuman. 

The truth is often buried

And what we see and hear

Is only an excuse

A shallow hook

Trolled in our face.

Whatever they think

Others might believe

Something they can defend. 

Or deflect. 

But beneath the surface

Lives the true horror

As people compromise themselves

Into corners

Inescapable and damned. 

It does not happen overnight

And it does not happen on a whim

But rather in the tiniest of steps

Day by day

And hour by hour.   

One lie leads to another

As emotions unravel

Pulling us in

With mutually assured sorrow.   

Promise upon promise

And lie upon praise

All of it for comfort

And all of it for money.   

Only awakened

After it is too late

In too deep

And unable to escape. 

The spider poisons

And spins around the zombie

Sucking out its blood

Motionless and bound.

Today is another day

And I sit in isolation

Alone in my thoughts

Heavy with grief. 

As colorless world

Groans outside my window

As others like us

Like their wounds. 

It drew her in

And it lied every day

Because I didn’t know

And could not see. 

I tried to get her free

But the spider had to win

Anything to fill the void

Inside of its soul. 

Today it gambles

And today it lies

Striving against the light

In the dark night of death. 

But in this gamble

The tables will turn

And it will also suffer

Crushed by the heel.