I SIT IN BED
LOOKING FOR ERRORS IN MY HEAD
SOMETHING COULD HAVE BEEN DONE
SOMETHING COULD HAVE BEEN SAID
DO I STILL PUSH ON
OR DO I IGNORE THE FIGHT
THE EVIL SPIDER BIT ME
DO I GIVE INTO ITS BITE....
I am no spiderman
But a man spider , poisoned by
the stuff such as lies
The things that make me cry
And I shed tears
In front of no one
My cries silent like a snowy night
I don't want the attention
I want the solitude
Every hero craves
If the problem comes up again
I know to be brave
I am the savior
An anti hero if you would
a man spider
Hence why I fear them
The reality is
I'm afraid of myself
Who I can be come and if my limits are broken WHAT I become
Because the walls I make break
The head I once had shakes
I have arachnophobia
So man spider I became
YOU ARE READING
A COLLECTION OF MY FEELINGS
PoésieMy own poetry which I use to express myself. I sometimes feel like I'm not supposed to be on planet Earth and all my life I have to cope with these different choices and scenarios that do more harm than help. It is up to me to push through it, but I...
