They never let me choose
I knew that's not what I wanted
I was a child, fearful, ignorant,
For years, I couldn't know,
Wrapping me in the web,
" The web keeps you safe,
From the savage world "
Whispers filled into the mind,
Web extended from themselves,
That I lost my vision,
Had to make do with what I had,
I kept questioning,
Questioning myself,
Is this what I am? This web?
My work? My thoughts?
What was it that I wanted,
But I knew there's something wrong,
Something amiss, couldn't point out,
Then after a quarter century of life,
Web and the darkness,
With only two eye holes to see,
To let the light in,
Web was hardening,
All that I could see,
I strayed the preset path,
Was criticized for what
Was out of my control,
for I knew, That wasn't my path,
Their harsh words, my unclear thoughts,
My blurring vision,
Could take it no more,
I stopped, all at once,
Didn't see where I stood,
Couldn't know who was around,
Had no other choice,
I sat down, started the work,
Unweaving the web,
I never knew how I was,
Little did I know what I was,
Could I handle the real me?
Will I be able to face myself?
Bit by bit, thread by thread,
I tangled the thread,
sometimes in hurry,
At times in anxiety,
I messed up, cried in panic,
A few hands reached out,
Couldn't see who,
Pulling away tangled threads
Clearing my vision,
Of where I was,
Some voices soothed,
" doesn't matter, just
discard the untangled web,
That works no more "
I slowly started working,
The web from within,
Hope this works out!


© Ankur