Life's,
A beautiful tragedy,
Where I'm entangled throughout my sanity,
Of what-ifs,
Or rather, if nots.
The what could be,
Or the countless mind blocks.
The pushes to do,
what I believed I could not,
The motivation, that prevents a stop.
Entangled too is
The deceptive web of lies,
Webs that,
The spider shoots about,
Creating a tangle of mess enroute.
The spider embodies her, and sometimes him,
Etching an image,
That's simply pretend.
Some days, I'm mentally swindled to believe it,
Simply leaving me in a wrath of bitter jealousy.
See,
the brain is a serious thing.
And my
Comparisons are,
My greatest sin.
Sometimes the spider may be me,
Projecting webs of lies I wish I didn't believe.
Positive encouragement is what I need,
Webs of positivity,
Should be all I see.
Knowing my worth,
That I am a Queen,
Can help me maneuver through this beautiful tragedy.
Positive reassurance is the key,
To edifying my sanity.
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