Like a fly in spidersilk, a web of deceit was cast . . . |
Like a fly in spidersilk, a web of deceit was cast. Wrapped in your lies and ignorant curses, I was torn by every limb; the silk wrapping tighter. The words from your mouth was like rose kisses left by Death. Through my own arrogance, I let you grow but I am the cure to your viral disease you spread. You looked innocent the first time we met. I fell in love on the spot. I wanted you to kiss me until I discovered the shine of your lips was the glossy shell of poison as it seeps into my mouth like an infection. Salt to my wounds, you reminded me of. Bitter sweet and yet sour as crimson. An abomination is what you were and forever be. I pay no heed as it is you who is poisoned as much as I am for it is you who has coated lips. It was venom from your mouth that seeped into mine, together we shall die. Look at you now, you disgrace. Laying on the floor at my feet, screaming those forever forgotten curses in your ignorance through the gag I so carefully put in your mouth. You shake as in spasms which makes me think of how I was the puppet. I will no longer fall subject to your infection, you Wraith. I gaze down at your wide eyes and I only smirk. Because tonight, you are the fly in the spidersilk. And I am the spider. |