Oh, hello again you,
I haven't seen you in a while!Have you come to warn me yet again about all the things that are wrong?
Have you come to ask me about my fractured smile?My little six-legged companion,
you always appear
when I am feeling lost,
when things are dark,
when things seem oddly odd,
when things are falling apart.Your long legs and jaws and claws
sits patiently at the back of my mind, waiting for prey to feast on,
and as soon as you smell blood,
you jump and inject your poison
and I lay still.Your red and blue and purple colors remind me to watch out,
beware,
think clearly,
breathe.I thought you were a monster,
but I now know that
you are just a scary reminder
of some part of hell within me.Tiny creature,
I wish to be able to believe that
you are but a fragment of my imagination,
but you know my fears
and that makes you real.Hey little guy,
I thought you were my friend,
but now I wake up sweating, anxious, filled with dread and you
simply crawl away like most things eventually do,
but I know you are a significant creature
and you have a role in this big old brain, too.Where do you hide during the day?
Where do you hide
when I am looking away?Oh little friend, don't tell me,
I know.
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Spider
PoetryWhen I go through traumatic experiences or intense emotional dilemmas, I would often see spiders in my bed at night in the form of hallucinations. This is a personal sign and justification from my subconscious to me that there is something I need to...