How Does the World Swallow Me?
Creation
How does the world swallow me
into the depths of its creation
entangled in the vines of life
like a helpless fly in a spiders web
i do not control the world i live in
this bitter world controls me
i find myself helpless to the lessons
life is trying to teach me
though i have yet to learn.
I am a simple girl
not beautiful
jaded by the hand that was
dealt to me long before i could
conceive of what i would
become.
I feel blind to my fate, yet i don't completely
know if i should believe that there is a fate
for me.
am i too stubborn
am i too weak
i am merely a maiden who's so small
and weak
watching the world i live in entangle and consume
me, for i am a creation
a creation designed by a greater god than
I.
About the Creator
The Portland Princess
I'm just a girl on this epic adventure called life, experiencing it to the fullest.
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