I saw what I am to become

I’ve trod the swamp of the slowly flowing past

I’ve swam with the high current of things that’s to be

But tonight for the first time I was separated from my shell

I saw what I am to become

A wanderer, an oracle

One tear for lost unknowing innocence

Another for the painful growing

Shattered parts connecting

Long lost thoughts crawling into my bed after midnight

I close my eyes and they creep up my legs

Snare around my neck

Mumble whisper words

So many words

So many threads

strings shooting out crossing each other

creating a nest

anchoring me to the world around

layers of webs

layers of veils

one on top of the other

I rest there in fear of my dreams

I lay here attached and out of reach