You’ve been in my life, spinning silk for a web.
I thought it was so beautiful,
But the web you were spinning was in my head.
Your dexterity was ceaseless, my eyes couldn’t see.
That instead of a spider a human stood in front of me.
Not a useful part of nature, spinning its little web,
But a human was here to mess with my head.
I tried to ignore all the signs planted in front of me.
Like lifeless flies in a web, caught because they couldn’t see,
The toxic web you were tirelessly spinning.
Now I am stuck here and struggling.
I see someone new walking in.
Someone younger and bolder like I used to have been.
I tried to scream out, to warn the young girl,
But I was too late, “a new victim!”, he snarled.
Thanks to @linds250 for giving me a prompt for this poem! Always know that you can always take a spider outside and forget it exists.
Never squash a spider because every spider has a place in this world, but know you don’t have to worry about them in your house/apartment.