Saturday, April 4, 2009

Fly To A Spider

Thoughts. Poison.
One and the same.
Once this disease gets in.
It twists and turns,
It plays all kinds of games.
It never gives up and never loses.
It kills if it must,
It changes shape to fit,
It does everything it can
to make sure it will win.
It rolls my eyes to the back of my head
so I watch childhood memories
and other tragic things I’ll never forget,
It traps you then rolls you up
in your own mistakes
and like a fly to a spider
I have been caught
and like a fly to a spider
I am so helpless
and like a fly to a spider
I am so doomed.

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