Clinging as they ooze
Forming a labyrinth of captivity.
A capsule,
Where one cannot move,
Reminiscent of drowning.
The weightlessness seizing you away without your consent.
These omens of doubt and of failures,
Of opportunities lost,
And regret in oneself,
All fester like a disease.
2 comments:
oozing spiderwebs?
It's to bad you cannot bannish doubts. you have to just keep scraping them off, and like a mole, they grow back.
YUm
yes," oozing spiderwebs" are quite commonplace... :)
btw your analogy was gross *shudder*
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