The Web

I hooked up with an old friend on Facebook and he mentioned he still had this poem I wrote as a tortured teen. I had long forgotten it but rereading it now bearing in mind I was 16 and knew nothing of the Internet I'm kind of proud of it. Thanks Ian for keeping it and sending me the text. Let me know what you think.

14.01.1993

The Web

It's a web of happiness entwined with gloom,
A web of hope entangled with doom,
A web of limbo mixed with paradise,

A web of a smile topped with sad eyes,

A web of people joined at the heart
But the fears of being hurt keep them apart

Confusion's the spider,we're all just flies
Caught in the web of love in disguise.
The threads are the ecstasy, the dewdrops the tears;
The pattern is hope, the gaps are just fears.

So many hearts mingled together
In a web so strong, yet light as a feather.
So many stories rolled into one
And nobody knows what's to be done.
For when you break free, think you've come to a conclusion
You find you're still caught in a web of delusion.

And when you think you're happy, settled at last,
What's around the next corner
But the webs of your past.