Change The Channel

[TK]

I created something from nothing
And now I feel compelled to write a novel
But these strands of thoughts formed a web
That I find myself constantly wrapped,
Trapped, and consumed in. I can't
Escape it no matter how much I pull.
It just consumes me more and more,
Until the point I feel more incline to skip
My genesis, and flash forward with
A single revelation (one that can
Dissolve this web back to the silk
I used to play with before it became
too entangled with the insects dying on it.)