The Darkness * Poem by Heather Z. Hanna

The darkness closes in
Surrounding me in misty doubts
Forming a ever tightening web
Of whispers and fears
Making the unknown
A tangible possibility
Yet, there is no proof
No validation of truth
Why does my mind
Think such negatives
Are the possible reasons
For someone's actions
That have never been untrue?
Is it my lack of faith
Or my weakness
To believe the worst?
The spider weaving the web
Is steady, patient and sure
Rebuilding each time
The web is destroyed.
And will not stop until
Successfully catching it's prey.
The spider of doubt
Must be destroyed.