Caught in that Spider Web, Never, EVER!

I feel like a helpless bug, not able to think for myself, I shrug
Everything seems to be enclosing and controlling me, I can't fly away
Instead, I am just stuck here, caught up in an entangled ball of string, I can't even play
Dwelling, it's playing on my mind, my feelings, nowhere to hide
My legs are not fast enough, they keep dragging behind
Spiders everywhere, I hear them creeping closer to me
I beg to be free, free from the control freaks, they seem to be everywhere
My own family is the worst, they know how to manipulate, compare you to your sister
Crawling on my hands and knees, feelings of defeat, I am so tired of this, it feels like a disaster
The eight legged creatures are in my way, I have had enough of their torment
I will just have to get rid of them and eat them I swear, without recent
I must get back up on my feet and fight these demons, and stand my ground
I will face them and just laugh in their faces, then let us see who comes around
My confidence has lifted, my chin is up, as I drink the water from the drain
All my worries will be gone, as I toughen up my new skin
The old skin, I will shed, no more shame, for I'm not the one to blame
I'll clear those cobwebs from my mind, and no longer must I be blind
I see clearly now, the rain has gone, somewhere over that rainbow I will be me, creative and clever
For I am woman, hear me out, I am a Praying Mantis, and I will chew you up and spit you out
You can't get the best of me, just try catching me, you'll see
I will never be caught in your spider web, not ever
But, Never, EVER!
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much enjoyed x
Thanks Susan, ang congrats on your win!
Nancy
ah thanks Nancy good luck x
Nancy,
A feeling we all wish to have had one time are another, that allusive Mantis fear not to be had are found.Something with the label of all holy but ferocious is she when you are caught bound.What a great poem and with it lies a truth of what survival is made of........I really enjoyed these lines a whole lot although the whole poem was enjoyable......
I see clearly now, the rain has gone, somewhere over that rainbow I will be me, creative and clever
For I am woman, hear me out, I am a Praying Mantis, and I will chew you up and spit you out.