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Meanings & Interpretation 📚

Chapter 6: Arachnid 🕷️

I find myself entangled,
in the web of infatuation's sweet embrace,
like a black widow,
an arachnid,
whose venom is like poison to the skin,
pinprick-like pain,
deep-seated into the wounds,
I sting and bite,
to those who step over my heart,
and,
whenever someone's presence,
feels like a threat.

Possible interpretations:
(this is based on your perspective, if you have your own interpretation, that's great! :D)
The meaning of this piece can be interpreted as a reflection on the experience of being ensnared in a toxic or harmful infatuation akin to the entrapment of a black widow spider's web. The comparison to the venomous sting of a spider suggests that the intensity of feelings or emotional attachment can lead to pain and harm, especially when feeling threatened or when trust is breached. It conveys a sense of self-protection and defensive reactions to perceived risks or emotional vulnerabilities, highlighting the importance of setting boundaries and being cautious in relationships to avoid being hurt or betrayed.

Chapter 9: Isn't it funny 😆

Isn't it funny?
Isn't it funny how I was meant to sting you?
Yet here I am,
doing the opposite way with my words and imprecations.
That,
instead of breaking,
I am mending you with golden pieces.
That,
instead of adding injury to your wounds,
I will bandage it with a planted kiss and a healing ointment.

Possible interpretations:
Readers may interpret this as a surprising transformation of intentions, where the narrator goes against the expected nature of "stinging" and instead chooses to mend and heal the other person. The piece could also convey themes of empathy, compassion, and forgiveness, showing the willingness to mend relationships and heal wounds rather than exacerbate pain. Readers might see this too as a reflection on personal growth and the ability to choose a path of kindness and healing despite past intentions of causing harm.

Chapter 18: Woman of my own kind 👠

They love me, they love me not.
Every word springs in daylight as I wilt. I'm cursed by eternal hatred,
I bookmark my bullies like the passage-way notes in day-old books.

There's a fresh breath of reassurance, maybe it was love. Yet somehow, people still question whether it was based on lust or love, but maybe, I just need to be a woman of my own kind.

Possible interpretations:
The interpreted meaning of this piece can be about the internal struggles and journey towards self-acceptance and empowerment. It portrays the oscillation between feelings of love and rejection, symbolized by the "love me, they love me not" refrain, reflecting the uncertainties in seeking validation and approval from others. The reference to being cursed by eternal hatred and bookmarking bullies conveys themes of enduring past traumas and negative experiences. The contemplation of whether love is rooted in lust or genuine affection signifies a quest for understanding and clarity in relationships, highlighting the complexity of emotions and the need to discern authentic connections. Ultimately, the resolution to embrace being a woman of one's own kind emphasizes a shift towards self-empowerment, self-definition, and the importance of asserting one's identity independent of external judgments or doubts. So in simple words, she's still healing but he's also the reason she learned how to love again.

Chapter 33: Last breath 🫁

If there was a tornado inside your lungs, encumbering the capillaries of your alveoli, would you save your last breath for me? Oh, love, we're too innocuous to die, and if I was really made for you, would I be reborn again from your ribs?