Witness my days as they pass
See me hide from her
Hear the words so crass
That she says to me
Witness my nights that are long
See me toss and turn
Hear me hum a song
To gently lull myself to sleep
Witness my moments of delight
See me shed a joyous tear
Hear me laugh with might
At the jokes i read
Witness my weeks of ailing
See me sickly and weak
Hear me crying and wailing
And soothe my aching
But who could you be?
I never knew
Until i took a lil peek
Up close, then i cd see
You were my witness all along
Sitting on a fine web of silk
A tiny spider on the wall
Who kept me company
You saw my lifes ups and downs
Reflected in your many eyes
Quiet and tiny, light and brown
You have certainly seen it all
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This is inspired by a tiny spider that used to live in the corner of my room in my previous apartment! I never disturbed its lil webby home when i did my regular cleaning lol. It was a very tiny one, so I wasn't afraid of it at all. There were plenty of tiny little insects that came near the web and got caught so i think it was overall pretty comfortable in its little corner.
When i moved out, i made sure to say goodbye to my tiny little witness on the wall.
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Mediocre Musings Of Whimsy
PoetryRandom (sometimes crappy) poems that I write from time to time. [Slow updates] Do not copy or repost anywhere without my permission please and thank you. All the poems in this book are my own writing.
