Heartless and Disorientated

arachnophobia

i hope you get infested by
spiders
in your sleep
i hope crawl into your eye sockets and you wake up with a scream
of Agony
as the spiders lay their festering offspring in your throat, in the putrid remains of your devoured eyes,
eggs in your ear canals, they'll burrow into your brain when they hatch, eat you from the inside out,
leaving you to be eaten alive until you fall asleep because they either finished your brain and left a hollow cavity in your skull or they got to your heart and devoured that until it couldn't beat any more, only stutter, and stutter, and flutter one last time before all those spiders left your corpse, crawling from your eyes and ears and nose and mouth and all the holes they dug in your spine,
crawling out and leaving you decimated, a skeleton stripped of meat, a rotting, festering corpse, no more than roadkill in my back yard.