these webs -------------------------------------------
"so i guess i'm not the only one in this... there are others like me, many others... that are caught in your web... trapped in your delirium, enchanted by your words alone... i guess i have company in this dim cage you have us in.... the only thing that haunts me and comforts me as well... is that you are forever doomed... to be alone... catching those in your grasp and never meeting an equal... never wanting to... you loathe yourself so that no one can ever love you... or set you free from your own webs... and now I realize that i can never love you like you love yourself... you take pity on your solemn heart... you protect its tattered edges and its beating core... you cage its lowly shape.... and i wish you the best my dear, and in pity i release you from the obligation i have made myself to you.... These are my choices and this is my life... set me free, return the favor... these webs are spun with love and hate, intertwined and sticky with ambiguity.... I promised myself i'd turn my head as you writhe in your sleep... as you twist and soak the bed with sweat... as you coax your head away from your chest... as you dig your fingers into the pillow underneath it.... "
Nice 'wish you could see yourself' metaphor for self indulgence, indifference, callousness and neglect. This sounds like an individual badly in need of a life-time enabler to justify never growing or changing. Too bad there are people so wrapped in the packaging of this type of existence for so long. Escape is the ultimate retribution from someone so low. I hope this isn't an autobiography.