Dream Catcher

Deep within the woven strings,
The dream catcher snares my hopes.
Once so sure,
Now so afraid,
I can see my future before me
And I tremble.
Every hope or dream I had,
All I know,
Is held in those strings,
Weaving the story of my life,
Leaving so much left undone.
Where do I go from here?
Who will I meet?
Will others suffer,
When I go out to seek my fortune?
Will I survive,
In a world I don't know?
Can he possibly be happy, 
In my simple arms?
Can I be happy,
When I am so unsure of myself,
So afraid that I'm not enough.
What becomes of things now?
Will the past 3 years melt away,
And just become a memory?
I only began to live,
When I came here.
When I leave,
Will I begin to die,
Again?
I'm so afraid.
How did the web get woven,
So fast?