SPIDER TRIAL

SPIDER TRIAL

A Poem by AFennis
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In e’er I was scared frozen
between the silk cobwebs
the pain in which they woven
locked in the chamber of madness
In e’er I was scared frozen

Why there was nothing, or anyone
could not hear anything between death
felt the dirt for humanity, self-loathing none
woolen sheets melted my skin radiated every edge
Why there was nothing, or anyone

Existing was no longer an option
Tell me, someone.., please!
this is forever? or somewhere something
oh gestalt-en of panic, psychosis at feast
Existing was no longer an option

I still know I knelt down near all of you
begging, as underprivileged a waste of being-full
please liberate hell!,scared rudderless spiteful
some gagged while witnessed me, an inanimate subdue
I still know I knelt down near all of you

No light in there was switched on
blackness even came thru dark walls
windows taped still peeking a gore
how long I will rotten from here on
No light in there was switched on

Every two hours, two weeks straight on
oh lovely people, I have barely words
exasperatedly broken, mentally thorn-ed
two weeks months, terror; horror of storm
Every two hours, two weeks straight on

Metallish huge spiders invaded, nocturnal life immeasurable
it grouped and came to this last, deathless resort
I where wrapped in silk woven loom and inner shelled
The torment was open closed a realm inexorable
Metallish huge spiders invaded, nocturnal life immeasurable

The isolation room was completely webbed
ridiculously mad-genius all constructed
a place such bizarre it is burned in my mind
completely acquired, dark was lighted, ice-legged
The isolation room was completely webbed

“Heey.., what are you doing there!”
yarn weaving from side to blanket
weaving for years, felt cruel demented
they came and went; gazing translucent in-snare
“Heey.., what are you doing there!”

A spider trial execrable which should never ever be interfered
by insanity, detained gore of each emotion powerlessly great
were the camera real-time was being watched, turning tagged
No man can commemorate what has been done and impaired
A spider trial execrable which should never ever be interfered

© 2014 AFennis


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Added on March 8, 2014
Last Updated on March 8, 2014
Tags: Psychosis, Spiders, isolation, madness

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