Spiders

Unfold my shame,

Wrap me up in pain,

So we can be the same,

Open my chest, infest,

To heal the unrest,

And let the widow tangle her web between my lungs,

Let the blood run cold beneath my fate,

And set my dreams free and fade into my hate,

Cut away the webs that bind me to my mind,

Seal the spiders that I left behind,

Just so I can know you tonight,

Because this stress confines me,

Come find me hidden in the words I want to speak,

And slit my throat so I can finally breathe.

Author's Note

Please let me know your thoughts.

Reviews

[Leon C]

I'm not a poet so I can't comment on structure with any skill or knowledge but I loved the rhythm you created. You certainly captured the despair that can overwhelm us all.

This is the second piece of your work I have read and on the strength of them I will be returning to read more.

You have a fan :-)

[Crimson Apples]

I was mind blown. I love the way you expressed your freedom! It was amazing, smooth, with a touch of darkness to it. Gawsh, it was WoNDerFuLLy written.

[dramamine]

Wow, I don´t know what to say. Thank you so much, you just made my day. :)

[Crimson Apples]

Your welcome. I absolutely meant every word I sent. =)

[Naked Elements]

whoa, graphic. nice rhyme scheme

[Emily]

I love how you started it!
Well done!
Keep on writing!

[Bear]

A dramatic tale an horrifying thought the webs between my lungs, to which I cough and feel the spiders tiny feel scurrying around inside me now all thanks to you and your poem. Bravo! Chilling and haunting it will linger within my mind :~)